Stripping Asjiah II ( La Femme Fatale ) by Sa'Rese

Author:Sa'Rese
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: La' Femme Fatale Publishing
Published: 2011-03-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Stacey paced back and forth in her bedroom occasionally glancing back at the money on her bed. Her plan to scam LT had gone to shit and she barely had a little over two thousand dollars. What was she going to do when it was gone?

She had been careless, stupid, and naïve to think that Angel would always be around to take care of her. She couldn‟t go to him and ask for help now.

Everything would start to unravel once Asjiah told him she had seen her. But what if she didn‟t? Wait a minute, what did she mean „if‟? She was positive that Asjiah had blurted out their encounter the second she saw Angel. It was only a matter of time before someone pulled the thread and the seams that were holding her together began to unravel.

She hadn‟t spoken to Angel since he got locked up. Given his reputation she was sure that he would be going to a fed prison. What were the fucking chances that he would get sent to the same place as LT? How was she supposed to know that? Did LT know? Did he allow her to walk into some big elaborate scheme that they had been plotting this entire time?

Her brain was in overdrive, she was becoming paranoid. She had been caged up in her room since she came back from Mansfield. How long could she hide here? She wasn‟t safe in her own house. She knew that if Angel wanted to get to her, no matter where she was, he would find her.

She nervously twisted a strand of the 2b Yaky through her fingers as she pondered her next move. Maybe she should just be honest and tell him what happened. Maybe he would forgive her, or maybe she could try to get Asjiah on her side and have her talk to him instead.

“Yeah fucking right,” There was no way Angel would forgive her and Asjiah was the last person she could count on as a friend. She knew she wouldn‟t go against her brother. The bond the two of them shared was unbreakable, they were like some monstrous pair of pit bulls; bred to fight and protect their owners, which in their case meant each other.

The shrill sound of her phone ringing almost made her scream. Her hand shook as she flipped open the receiver and waited for the caller to speak.

“Hello?”

“You have a collect call from:Angel Cappelli.” Fear gripped her heart as she listened to him say his

name.

“Press five to accept, or simply hang up to deny the

call.”

What was she supposed to do? Did he know? What

if he didn‟t? If she hung up she would be admitting her

guilt.

The automated voice repeated the greeting again,

pausing momentarily while Stacey made her decision. She quickly shut the phone and tossed it back on the

bed as if it was covered in some foreign contaminant. She

wanted to accept the call and take a chance that he might be

willing to hear her confession but something inside of her said there wasn‟t enough Hail Mary‟s in the world that could save her.

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