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“Bitch you don‟t know how to answer the muthafuckin‟ phone now? How many times do I have to call yo‟ass?”
Stacey‟s heart skipped as she listened to him yell obscenities into the phone.
“Fuck you.”
“Aw Stacey, don‟t act like that baby; I‟ll take care of that as soon as I get out of here; maybe you‟ll let me in the back door this time.”
“What happened between us was a mistake and you know it.”
“Do I? I mean, to me it seemed like you liked it.”
“I was only pretending to enjoy it so you could hurry up, bust and get the fuck off me.” Stacey tapped the counter impatiently as she waited for the colors to appear.
“Deny it all you want girlie but I know what it really is. Don‟t worry, it‟s our little secret.”
“Not for long because I‟m going to tell Angel what happened and then…”
“And then what?” Brushing off her threat he tried to contain his laughter. “What you think this nigga is gonna forgive you and welcome you back with open arms?
You must‟ve forgot who the fuck we are talking about. The minute you tell Angel I had your legs spread across your kitchen counter, you‟re as good as dead to him. You might as well start planning the memorial now.”
“Fuck you.” She could feel her face begin to get hot as her temper flared. “You better hope I‟m not pregnant or you‟re going to be laying in a box right next to me!”
“PREGNANT?” Startling the other inmates behind him; LT put his hand around the receiver in an attempt to muffle his voice.
“Oh what‟s wrong? You don‟t sound like you‟re holding your nuts anymore.” Gaining control of the conversation she continued to taunt him.
“Wait until Angel finds out that you raped me and got me pregnant.”
“What the fuck did you just say? Bitch I didn‟t rape you! You‟re talking real fucking reckless right now. You wanted me to have it. You were into that shit, throwing your hot ass coochie at me like some little bitch in heat.”
“It‟s my word against yours and who do you think Angel is going to believe after you tried to have him robbed and killed? Tsk, tsk tsk…” Stacey twirled the phone cord around her fingers and smiled, “Now who‟s the bitch?”
“This call will disconnect in thirty seconds.”
    Afraid of what would happen if Angel actually did believe the lies she was telling; LT began to try and calm her down.
    “Listen, why don‟t you come up here and see me so we can talk; I‟m sure we can come to some kind of agreement.”
    Stacey didn‟t have to think about it; without Angel around she didn‟t have anyone to take care of her. She was running out of the little bit of money she had stashed away andshe wasn‟t trying to get a regular job.
    Maybe she could get Angel to come off some money too; she was sure if he believed she was pregnant he would do anything for her. He was responsible for her becoming accustomed to this lifestyle in the first place so he should have to pay for her to maintain it. LT‟s petty cash would be an added incentive. His sex game was on point, but it was of no use to her now so his money would have to do.
“You have five seconds.”
    Stacey took a sigh of relief as she looked down at the minus sign.
“Goodbye LT.”
“Stacey!” Punching the wall his knuckles split on impact. “Stacey!”
“Your chic got you that mad man?” A tall, brown skinned boy stood behind him snickering as he watched his hand begin to swell.
”Mind your fucking business.” Without looking up, he brushed past the curly head stranger and stormed off to his cell.
“Hey-” Holding his hands up in surrender the boy stepped to the side and let him pass. “It‟s not that serious my dude; it‟s just pussy.”
Had LT been paying attention he would‟ve seen that death was staring him right in the face.
A smirk spread across Gabriel‟s lips as he watched him disappear across the pod, “Wait until I tell Angel this shit.”

Chapter Eight
    It seemed like the storm had