Dionysus
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By the time Chev and I reached the white house, muhfucka’s started coming from every which way.
“Ayo, how many is it?”
Bloaw!
That was when I heard Mars scream, and it shook me. I hurried up the steps and kicked the door in. I was greeted with candles and the smell of musk.
“Mars!” I shouted as I moved through the house.
I skipped steps and began kicking in every room door until I got to the last one.
The bitch wasn’t even fully closed. Her cries sounded helpless, and I lost it.
When I opened the door, two men stood there naked while people bowed around the room. “The fuck type shit is this!”
“Dionysus,” Mars sobbed.
She was tied up and naked, and I could only fucking imagine what they had done to her. My chest heaved in and out while my trigger finger let loose.
“You niggas fucking raped her!”
Bloaw!
Everyone wearing these garments was hit with my bullet. One of the naked men ran up to me, and I shot his ass.
Bloaw! Bloaw!
He stumbled backward before falling onto his back while the other quickly grabbed his robe, but not before I put one in his arms. “You sick fucks! If you think you’re coming out of here alive? Better start chanting to your God and making sure your seat is ready.”
I rushed over and swung the sheet over Mars’ body. “I got you, baby.”
She cried so hard, I knew she was going to be messed up after this. Chev came running into the room, and the moment his eyes landed on what was going on, he lost it. He glanced at me. “Cover her ears.”
“You can’t change what has already happened!” The bald nigga laughed wildly.
I hopped over the bed to him. “Nigga, fuck you say?” I shouted as my gun impaled his face over and over.
Everything around me went silent as all I saw was orange. Over and over, I hit him with the gun. To know that he may have raped my shorty made me sick. Somehow, the gun was gone, and my fists drilled at him. I heard gunshots, but I kept going.
“Bitch nigga! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!”
My body lifted as my arms still swung. Tears somehow escaped me, and spit flew from my mouth. I was fucked up.
“Dio!” Chevy shouted.
He stood me up, and I glanced at my bloody hand. I turned to look at Mars, who couldn’t even look at me, and I knew that nigga raped her.
“He’s dead.”
Death wasn’t enough. Death was an easy way out because while he lived freely in hell, Samara and I had a new challenge. One that could possibly change everything.