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seat and grabbed my nine, contemplating my next move. I left my truck and made my way towards his house. I turned the knob, and it was unlocked, just as I thought; Tez knew I would be there. I followed the disturbing torture of satisfied moans, which I knew were coming from Ciara. I walked up the stairs and stood in Tez's doorway. Ciara was on top; the same position I had her in not too long ago. I cocked my gun and all movement stopped. Ciara opened her eyes and stared at me in shock. I walked into the room and my eyes never left hers.
                  "This is the ultimate betrayal," I said, while looking at Ciara.
                  She looked like she was going to break down."Boan I’m . . ."
                  "Stop," I said, cutting her off; and before I could stop myself, I slapped her. She fell on the side of the bed in a heap of clothing. I looked up, and noticed that Tez had drawn his gun. My reaction was too late, and he fired. I felt a ripping in my shoulder before I stumbled and fell to the ground. I gripped my shoulder as my shirt instantly become wet and hot; I was bleeding profusely. Tez got up and stood over me. He aimed his gun toward my head, and I knew the end had come.
                  "NO!" I heard Ciara yell, then I heard a gun go off. Tez stumbled, then turned around and looked at Ciara. He fell to the floor. My wife had shot him in his back. Ciara rushed over to me. I've never been shot before, I do all of the shootings. Seeing my shoulder so bloody I got woozy and felt my consciousness slipping fast.
    "Boan . . . baby, stay with me!" she pleaded. "We’re gonna get you to a doctor. It's just a shoulder wound, you'll be all right"
                  Ciara rushed to put on her clothes, the whole time she was on her phone. While my vision blurred, her voice was becoming noise in the background. I could hear people running up the stairs right before I felt my body being lifted.
                  "Burn the place down," I heard Ciara order before passing out.
                  When I woke up a while later and looked around, I realized that I was in Ciara's warehouse, lying down on a cold table. My shirt was off and my arm was wrapped tightly around me. I scanned the room and spotted Ciara. But it wasn’t just her—her goons were in the room, and so were mine.
                  "Yo man, how you feeling?" Culprit, my right-hand asked me. I’d known Culprit all my life. Ciara rushed to my side and looked into my face. The haunting images of her with Tez flashed through my mind and before I knew it, I had sat up, got off the table, and grabbed Ciara by her neck. "Bitch, I should dead you right now," I shot, through gritted teeth. Chaos broke out as I strangled my wife. Her veins popped out on her forehead, as my grip tightened. I felt people trying to restrain me, but it didn’t stop my assault on her at all.
                  She was crying, and scratching my wrist so I would release my grip. "Boan," Ciara croaked.
                  "Boan, let her go. You love her bro!" I heard Culprit's voice in the distance. I let her go, and Ciara dropped to the floor.
    I snatched Culprit's gun and Ciara's goons drew theirs. "Ciara, you done it, baby, you really done it this time." She was on the floor, looking down refusing to look at me. I kneeled in front of her putting my face close to hers.  
                  "Do it." I said, while placing the gun in her hands.
                  "Boan, I . . ." She stammered.
                  "DO IT!" I screamed. She shook her head.
    "Why not?" I asked.
                 
                  "Because I love you and I need you," she whispered, while making eye contact with me.
                  "I fucking hate you," I spat. I stood up and walked away.
    Culprit followed me out and drove me home. He helped me in the crib, then