Damned

                                    

                                          
Shortly after taking the shot, Carter felt a little different. 
                          
"Come on let's go." Carter grabbed Shana.
                          
"Alright." Shana knew he was feeling weird.
                          
Walking back to the parking lot, Carter fell out. 
                          
"Can someone help me?" Shana called for the bodyguards.
                          
"Is he alright?" They asked while picking Carter up and taking him to the car. 
                          
"Yeah, he's just drunk. Help me get him in the car." Shana was filled with excitement. She couldn't believe how easy it was tricking this so called "killer". 
                          
Driving to Rico's place, Shana heard Carter's phone ring. 
                          
"Oh its J." Shana said out loud because she knew he couldn't hear her. 
                          
Tossing his phone in the backseat, Shana pulled into the back of the house.
                          
"I'm outside." She called Rico. 
                          
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"Man this nigga ain't answer. Ima call him back in a few hours." J tossed his phone on the bed. 
                          
"Where Dee?" Mari noticed he wasn't with J. 
                          
"In his room." J walked off into the bathroom. 
                          
J and Mari went to wake him up. 


                          
* Knock Knock Knock *
                          
Mari and J waited for Dee to come to the door.
                          
"Who is it?" They heard did coming to the door. 
                          
Slinging the door open, Dee pointed the gun out the door.
                          
"What the fuck you on g" J stepped back. 
                          
"Aw my bad, y'all ass ain't saying shit" Dee put his gun back on his waist.
                          
"Dee you crazy." Mari said from behind J.
                          
"What y'all up to?" Dee changed the conversation.
                          
"You remember that bitch Carter was talking about he met at the club?" 
                          
"Yeah why?" Dee grabbed his phone off the dresser.
                          
"Its the Shana I was talking about." J was making Dee nervous.
                          
"Why she in Brooklyn?" Dee asked.
                          
"I don't know, but she sneaky. I feel it." J knew Shana was up to something. He just didn't know what. J had been seeing Shana around a lot but he never thought of it as creepy, not until she was pulling up in front of his house with Mari. J didn't know what to think. He hated when random people knew where he stayed and she was a random person. Now to make it even worse, she pops up in Brooklyn at the same time as them. Something wasn't right. J had to find out.

                          
"Where y'all want to go?" Dee said bored out of his mind. "I just aint finna be sitting in no room all night." 
                          
"Let's go have fun. Get all this shit off our minds." Mari jumped up. "Let's go to the club."
                          
"Alright. Let me call Carter again." J pulled out his phone.
                          
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*Ringgggg Rinnnngggg * 
                          
Shana looked at the phone ringing. "Its my man again." She smiled to herself.
                          
Four men approached the car to carry Carter inside.
                          
Waking up Carter was confused. "Where the fuck im at?" Carter said opening his eyes all the way.