Ride or Die Gutta Girl - Three part series

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Fan Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
After Amber chose to change her life around from how it used to be. Which was being a Gutta girl from New Orleans,La. Amber quickly turned back to what she knew best. A not giving a fuck bitch from the streets nevertheless. Her boyfriend Bobby being the reason for it. So buckle your seat belt, and take a ride to the gutter side.

Submitted: January 18, 2017

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"Please don't kill me! Please don't kill me!" Amber cried out at the top of her lungs.Staring down the barrel of a 40 caliber hand gun. Wishing her boyfriend Bobby of five months would finally man up. Hoping he would stop putting her in life or death situations. This was the third robbery being committed towards Bobby in a two week span. Only this time around three teenagers took on the mission. Levy,James,and Zack. All were 18 years of age. Giving two fucks about who and what ever. Now getting a chance to prove themselves to their older friend Troy-Lee,whom was 32 years old. Sending the three on a big lick that was more than tasteful. An easy target which was Bobby, whom was was sleeping away on this 7a.m.morning. Only to get awakened by his girlfriend screaming and pleading for her life. After she decided to get out bed to see whom was knocking at the front door. Slightly cracking the door open which led to what was now being taking place. Getting rushed at and thrown to the floor by Levy. While James and Zack began observing the two story house. But unlike those previous robberies. Bobby immediately jumped out of his bed once hearing Amber screams. Bobby bedroom which was on the second floor of the home. Figured that would give him enough time to clap back. Having it on his mind this time not to take another lost. Prepared for the worse rushing towards the bedroom closet for his weapon. Reaching for a 38 revolver that supposedly he sat on top the closest shelf. A second before realizing his forgetting ass slept with it under the pillow last night. Now beginning to rush out of the closet only to get stopped in his tracks by Zack. " Get ya ho ass on the floor! Ya heard me!" Zack calmly spoke with a mug expression. Pointing the desert eagle downward at Bobby whom laid stretched out on the floor. Pleading for mercy."What ever you want, I'll give it!" Bobby cried out. Zack nodded his head. Still mean mugging biting down on his bottom lip." Well bitch lets make it happen!" Zack ordered. Suddenly three gunshots rung out from the downstairs area. Causing Zack to jump quickly glancing towards the staircase. Only Levy, James,and Amber were downstairs. A state of shock came in to play for Zack. Snapping out of it after a few seconds. Still, Zack still didn't say a word. Only with his ears he listened for suspicious activity. Slowly backing away from Bobby while raising his index finger to his lip. Bobby done so while curious to know what the fuck just happened downstairs. Three gunshots without a word or sound of movement afterwards."Get up!" Zack whispered at Bobby. " Get the fuck up!" Zack whispered once more in agitation. After noticing Bobby didn't budge the first time. "Now go see what's going on!" Zack ordered once Bobby stood to his feet. Both Bobby and Zack were about eleven feet away from the staircase. Standing in the middle of the bedroom where you couldn't see down stairs. Suddenly soft foot steps was heard making its way up the stairs. Zack wanted to call out his friends names badly. Curious to know why neither one said anything after the shots. Zack didn't agree with what ever game that was hopefully being played right now. Listening as the steps became closer up the staircase. Zack glanced over at Bobby whom was much closer to the staircase. Hoping Bobby could identify the person whom became closer."Ah shit!" Bobby raised his hands once spotting the person."Yall please don't kill me!" Bobby pleaded out loud. Which gave Zack big relief as he dropped his weapon by his side. Knowing now it was Levy or James coming up the staircase. Feeding off Bobby pleading reaction. It had to be one or the other. Surprisingly it wasn't! Zack spotted the hands of Amber pointing a pistol. Unaware that Amber was unlike any other sweet ass girlfriend. Maybe she tried to become one. But now she felt the need to step out of retirement. On her not giving a fuck gutta girl shit. To be continued...


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