Jon carelessly sped down the road, cutting off any car that he thought was slow and preventing him from getting away from the Impala that was gaining up on him. With each violent turn that he did, Moni slid across the floor and roughly hit the sides of the van.

"Nigga, can you fuckin' not turn so damn hard?" She yelled with a grimacing look on her face. "Like what the fuck?"

"Shut the fuck up!" Jon spat, quickly glancing in the rear view mirror then at her. "I can't let these niggas get to me, I gotta throw them off."

Moni exhaled then took in another deep breath. She looked down at the rope that was around her arms and waist and bounded to the chair.

She knew that it wasn't over for her and wasn't going to let this wannabe thug nigga have any form of satisfaction and his way in this situation.

Maybe, I can wiggle out of this shit, she thought to herself as she began to shake her body, attempting to shimmy out of the rope. Her belly made it slightly difficult to get out of it, but that wasn't going to stop her. She grunted loudly with every moment, causing Jon to turn around.

"What the fuck are you doing girl?" He questioned as he turned around, sizing her up and down. He was oblivious to the headlights that were coming straight on in his direction.

"Nigga look out!" Moni yelled, causing him to turn back around and swerve out of the path of the truck.

"Fuck," he snapped as he wiped the sweat from his temples. "Yo' ass keep distracting me."

"That's a good fuckin' thing," she retorted, almost free from the rope.

Jon pulled his handgun out of his waistband and without turning around, pointed it in Moni's direction causing her to stop in her tracks. Her body froze and her eyes began to widen in horror.

"Maybe if I take you out now," he began to say, quickly glancing back at her then the road as he drove. "Maybe that fuck nigga won't have nothing to chase me for."

She swallowed hard and replied to him through gritted teeth. "He'd still kill you dumbass. You killing me would be icing on the cake for him to take you out."

Jon thought about it for a quick second. "Oh yeah, yo' ass probably right." He lowered his gun.

Moni let out a deep breath and sighed in relief.

He then cocked it and held it back up in her direction. "Well, it's a chance I'm willing to take cause I'm a crazy ass nigga."

Fuck, Moni thought to herself, looking up at the roof of the van. This nigga is seriously insane. I hope Shawn comes and does damage.

Jon continued driving as the Impala Shawn was in, was getting closer to him.

"We is close to this nigga," Rick loudly announced as he continued to press down hard on the gas pedal. He turned around and looked at Shawn, who wasn't looking too good. "You straight b?"

Jah looked back at Shawn, concern masking his face. "You ight bruh?"

Shawn shakily nodded his head and groaned. "Yeah, nigga ya' boy is fine." He then lifted up his hand weakly, pointing in the van's direction and coughed. "Make sure that fuck nigga don't get away."

Rick and Jah turned back around and nodded their heads simultaneously. Jah pulled out his .45 from his waistband and stuck his whole torso out of the window, pointing it at the back of the van.

"Be careful nigga," he asserted as Rick was slightly swerving down the road, causing him to slightly wobble. "I'm trynna see if I can pop this man from the back."

"I am being careful," He said honestly. "Yo' aim ain't ass."

Jah aimed the gun directly in the direction of one of the van's back tire and pulled the trigger. The tire popped, causing the van to lean and swerve violently.

"What the fuck?" Jon barked, looking into the rear view mirror to see Jah's body sticking out of the Impala. He regained control of the van and continued driving.

Moni looked in the rear view mirror to see Rick, Jah, and Shawn gaining up on them. She let out a sigh of relief. Thank god.

Jon grew nervous then regained his composure. "Well, Moni it was fun while it lasted." He quickly tapped a red button which opened the double doors in the back of the van, giving Moni a view of the Impala and other cars that were driving around them.
She began to grow nauseous looking at the moving vehicles and pavement below her.

Moni belched loudly then titled her head to the side. "Yo, close this shit, now."

"No, it's gone stay open, you dumb b-"

Before Jon could finish, Moni violently threw up, hitting the Impala's front window. A small smile began to form on his lips, seeing that they were going to have a hard time catching up to him now.

"Oh nah!" Rick exclaimed as the throw up splattered all on the window, impairing him from being able to see in front of him. He swerved the car left and right, causing Jah to almost tumble out.

"Nigga turn the windshield wiper on!" Jah yelled, pulling himself back into the car.

Rick switched on the wipers and watched as the foul smelling spew was being thrown off the window. "This shit stank."

"I'm sorry!" Moni yelled sincerely.

Jon laughed crazily and smiled. "She ain't sorry! She helping me."

She whipped her head around and looked at him with a scowl. "I ain't helping your ass. Don't do me."

Jah slowly poked out of the Impala's window and raised his hand gun, pointing it now in Jon's direction.

Never taking his hand off the steering wheel, Jon twisted his body and looked at Moni. "Well, we been through so much shit together. Since I can't have you, nobody can."

Her scowl turned into a worried expression as Jon lifted his foot up while facing her and kicked the chair she was in, causing her to slide out of the moving van and onto the hard pavement. The chair broke into a million pieces and the rope ripped as her body tumbled violently on the ground then stopped.

"No!" Shawn yelled, hot tears welling in his eyes. "Stop the fuckin' car!" With that said, Rick slammed on the brakes until he was inches away from Moni's motionless body, leaving skid marks behind.

"You niggas pathetic as fuck!" Jon sneered, thinking that he got away. He continued pressing down on the gas pedal, failing to realize that the van was directly going into the highway's railing. He tried to turn quickly but, it was too late. The van collided into the railing then fell over and onto the oncoming traffic down below, exploding.

"Damn," Jah said as he shook his head. "Motherfucka' got what he deserved." He really wanted the satisfaction of shooting Jon, but what he got did just the amount of justice.

Shawn jumped out of the car then limped over to Moni, who laid unconscious on the ground. He looked at her bruised and battered body and clenched his jaw. This was all of his fault.

He got down on his knees and picked up her body, cradling it. Tears began to roll down his eyes. He didn't give a fuck about what anybody had to say about him crying. He was expressing his feelings. True feelings.

Oncoming drivers stopped their cars and got out of them, forming a circle around the two. Majority of them called the cops, some called the ambulance. Rick and Jah got out of the Impala and joined the crowd, lowering their heads at the sight before them.

"This is all my fuckin' fault," Shawn whispered as he continued to sob. "All you been doing was holding a nigga down this whole time. No matter the shit I put you in, you stayed by my fuckin' side yo. If you alright and live through this whole shit, I'm never putting you through this nonsense ever again, baby. I swear on my moms."

Silence went by, and Shawn continued sobbing. His crying soon ceased when he looked at her face and saw her eyelids fluttering.
He gently shook her. "Moni?"

Moni picked her head up and slowly opened her eyes. She smiled weakly and coughed, spitting up some blood. "Yes baby?"

A huge relief washed over him and he began to cry again, this time, with tears of joy. Everyone in the crowd began to cheer and exclaim in both reassurance and excitement. Jah and Rick both dapped each other and exhaled.

Shawn kissed her lips and then her forehead. "I'm never putting you through this shit again, I promise, on my moms. I'm out of the game and putting all of my focus on you and our child, baby. You've been holding a nigga down for so long, I don't ever wanna lose you, especially over shit like this."

A small tear drop fell from her eyes. "I know baby. That's why I been put in your life. To hold you down no matter what. But, enough is enough. It's time for you to move on— for us to move on."

Moni then shakily put her hand on her stomach and rubbed it gently. "Is pea going to be fine?"

Shawn chucked lightly. "Yeah baby, pea gonna be fine," he said, trying to remain positive.

Moments later, the ambulance came to the scene, followed by a couple of cop cars. They had a bunch of shit to take care of.