Chapter 131 Over

Chapter 131 Over
BIG KAI

I cocked my gun again and fired two more shots in the air. 

"MARCEL!" 

The fucking door is still closed and his guards are standing at the stairs, pointing their guns at me. 

With this machine in my hands, I could end their lives in a fucking Jiffy. 

They are not the ones I am here for. 

My men behind me can hand them. 

I am here for my girl. 

And I am taking her home with me. 

The motherfucker got lucky last night. He got lucky cause it was an all good event. 

It took everything in me not to turn that peaceful event into a fucking battlefield. 

You don't mess with my shit and go fucking free. 

He had my girl's hand. 

He had her in his fucking house. 

He said he would use her for fun! 

Fucking motherfucker! 

He is so damn lucky. 

Thanks to Imani who placed me on check. She reminded me of the reason we were there. 

I can't afford a fucking fight with Marcel in front of my fucking hood. 

But he should thank Shawty the most. If she hadn't acted the unreal way she did, that motherfucker would be a fucking dead meat. 

Note the fucking word, unreal. 

Cause I'm not gonna believe what she said back there is real. 

Stay away from her? 

She doesn't want to ever see me again? Nah, man, that shit is not real. 

"Marcel!" I yelled, running out of patience. 

"Let's go in that motherfucker building, OG," Mike said, cocking his gun. 

I turned to the jeep behind me, put down the gun, and picked up another. 

I fixed it instantly and turned back in the direction. 

The door opened, revealing Marcel. 

I clenched my jaw as his guards moved to the sides while he descended the stairs, smiling like a maniac. 

"Big Kai, what a pleasant surprise." he chuckled, standing in the mid way of the stairs. He gestured at his men to lower their guns. 

They obeyed as he kept smirking at me. 

"I WAS expecting you. Please come in." he gestured at his entrance. 

"Where ma girl at?" I asked. 

He clicked his tongue. "You know, it's been a while since you paid me a sweet visit." 

I gritted my teeth as he put his hands in his pockets. 

"The last time was decades ago when you thought I had your beloved sister who is now a very stunning woman." 

"I'mma bury bullets in your fucking skull if you keep fucking talking." 

"Oh," he made a zip movement to his mouth and shrugged. 

"Where the fuck is ma girl?" 

He raised his brows. 

"Bring her out before I burn down your entire fucking building." 

He furrowed his brows. 

I glared at him. 

"Oh you want me to speak now?" he asked. 

I cocked my gun and aimed it at him. 

His men pointed their guns at me. 

I sense my men do the same to them. 

I reached for the trigger. 

His eyes widened. "Whoa....." 

"Stop!" Shawty's familiar voice sent a pleasant feeling to my head, ears, and heart. 

She is descending the stairs dressed in an unfamiliar dress. 

I lowered my gun as she approached me. 

My heart raced as I stared at her flawlessness. 

I have missed her. 

But see her right now, I realized that I have missed her more than normal. 

She got closer as the men lowered their guns. 

"Shawty...." 

"What the heck are you doing here?" she snapped, staring at me unpleasantly. 

I furrowed my brows. 

What's with the attitude? 

"I am here to get you." 

"What kind of I don't want to ever see you again did you not understand?" She asked. 

I scoffed. "You weren't serious. I know you weren't." 

She scoffed. "Okay fine. I am very serious now. Please leave." she said, folding her hands. 

"Shawty, what the fuck is you....." 

"I said leave, Big Kai. What is wrong with you?!"

I stared at her eyes, still looking at mine with unpleasantness.

Where the fuck did that come from? 

"Shawty...." 

"Go." she insisted. 

I couldn't hold it anymore. 

I reached and grabbed her arm, making her whimper as I drew her closer. 

The look on her face might be unpleasant but her eyes are telling me a different thing. 

"Let go," she muttered, struggling to take my hand off her arm. 

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Why are you like this? What fucking happened?" 

She released her arm from my hold forcefully. 

"Don't touch me. Get out of here!" 

My heart tightened as I stared at her. 

Now I can't tell about the look in her eyes. 

She seems serious about this shit. 

"Go!" 

"You fucking serious right now?" 

She didn't respond but stared at me. 

"You left without a fucking word. I have been looking for your ass for weeks, girl! Only to fucking find out that you with the psychotic motherfucker behind you!" 

"Hey, hey, I got nothing to do with this, my man," Marcel said, adding to my anger. 

"Your girl seems to love my house than yours, you know. That's not a bad thing, man. Why you trippin'?" 

"Shut your bitch ass face up." I snapped. 

He raised his hands in surrender. 

"Just go, Big Kai," Shawty said, making me look at her. 

She is staring at me with seriousness. 

"You....." She paused. "You and I are over." 

I clenched my gun. 

"Leave now," she ordered. 

I stared at her, hoping for a hint of a joke. Cause this is what this is, right? 

A fucking joke. 

"What are you still doing here? Go!" 

"Get in the car," I ordered calmly. 

Her face twitched. 

"Get in the fucking car right now!" 

"No," she said boldly. 

I clenched my jaw angrily. 

I moved towards the passenger seat door and opened it. 

"Get in, now," I ordered. 

"You really think you own me, don't you?" 

I took frustrated and pissed steps towards her, towering over her as I breathed heavily. 

"I fucking own you, shawty. You are mine. In case you have fucking forgotten, you are all mine. No one else's. You fucking body, soul, heart, breath, every damn thing!" 

She flinched slightly. 

"Do you fucking hear me?" 

"No. You are wrong. No one owns me. I own myself and I do whatever I want. You can't and will not tell me what to do." 

I felt my anger slowly getting replaced with pain in my heart. 

"You and I are over," she repeated that shit. 

"We are not over, girl. Until I say we are, we are not fucking over!" I yelled. 

She kept staring at me. 

"And guess what, I ain't never gonna say we over. You mine, girl. Ma girl. Ms fiance. Hell, you should have been ma fucking wife yesterday. Yesterday was the seventh, you fucking remember?" 

Her face twitched. 

"The fucking seventh you picked for our wedding. And you doing this fucking shit right now?" 

She folded her arms and looked away. 

I moved my eyes to Marcel. 

He is staring at me with a smirk. 

The one thought I never want to accept filled my head. 

And that is the thing Imani has been singing to me since last night. 

I don't wanna fucking believe or accept that fucking shit. 

I moved my eyes to Shawty. 

She is still looking away 

"Is you....." I paused, struggling to ever say those shitty words. "Is you fucking this motherfucker?" 

She looked at me with surprise and furrowed brows. 

"What?" 

"Is you fucking Marcel?!" 

She gave me a stinging slap on my cheek, forcing my face away. 

"Ooh, damn, girl." I heard Marcel chuckle. 

Slowly, I turned my eyes to Shawty. 

She is staring at me with her brimming eyes that are filled with anger. 

"How could you say that to me?" she asked. 

My heart tightened. 

"Is that what you think of me?" 

I shook my head, dropping my gun as I held her arms. 

"Forgive me, baby." 

She moved to get off my hold. 

"I trust you. I know you ain't like that. I just.... you're driving me crazy, baby. Why are you being like this to me? What I fucking do?" 

She kept moving to get out of my hold. 

"Just tell me what I did, girl. Please. And I will make up for it, I promise." I begged. 

She released her arms from my hold and took steps back without taking her eyes off me. 

My heart ached as I stared at her. 

"Shawty, baby." 

"We can't be together anymore, Big Kai." 

I shook my head. "No." 

"We are over." She said, turning away and attempting to walk back. 

"What about Jay Jay?" 

She stopped in her tracks.