During the drive, Stoney sat silently and stared out the window. She could not get the image of Jada’s’ face out of her head. Thinking about what Styles did to her only made her angrier so she started thinking of the night ahead. Pulling up onto Styles block, Black parked three houses down from her house and turned the car off. Ready to get started, Stoney made a move to get out the car but Black held her back. She pointed out the window and what Stoney saw made her freeze. Styles was walking up to the house with another female holding hands. When Stoney looked at Black all she said was, “Let’s go.” They got out of the car and Stoney went straight to the trunk. Reaching down she grabbed the duffel bag that Black kept there for this type of occasion. Closing the trunk, they watched as the couple entered the house. Once the door closed they looked at each other and Black nodded. Stoney hefted the duffel bag onto her back as they crept silently towards the house.
The plan was to go in from the back door to ensure the element of surprise. Once they reached the front of the house they looked around to make sure they weren’t seen. All was clear so they hurried to the side of the house where Black looked through an open window. She saw Styles sitting on the couch and watched as the other female got up and left the room. Turning she motioned towards Stoney to follow her to the back door. They both posted on each side of the door. Stoney leaned over and looked through the window. The back door led into the kitchen. Not seeing anyone in there Stoney leaned back and knelt down. Opening the duffel bag, she grabbed a small case that contained her lock picks. Reaching up towards the lock she got straight to work and they were inside in less than thirty seconds. Styles was still on the couch drinking a Corona while watching the game. She sat there staring at the TV but not really watching it. Her mind was focused on Jada and what happened between them. She was still tight about the fight, but it was all good because she made sure she taught Jada a serious lesson. Smirking, she took another swig from her beer.
Meanwhile, Stoney was putting her tools away as Black closed the door silently behind them. Leaving the bag on the floor, Stoney got up and pulled Nina out. Black followed suit and they both tip toed to the open doorway of the kitchen. Black peeked around the door and motioned for Stoney to take the lead. Peering around the doorway , she took a deep breath and crept behind Styles, who was too deep in thought to notice or hear anything. Stoney held none of her anger back as she hit Styles with a vicious blow to the back of the head with the butt of her gun. It all happened so fast Styles didn‘t even make a sound as she crumpled to the floor. Walking from out of the kitchen, Black looked at Styles‘ crumpled body in disgust. “Babe, what do you thi—” The girl stopped short when she noticed Black and Stoney standing over an unconscious Styles. Stoney looked at Black who was still looking at the girl with mild curiosity on her face. For some reason the girl looked familiar but she couldn’t figure out why. The girl kept looking from Styles back to the scary figures standing over her. She opened her mouth to scream but Stoney put a bullet through her head before she had a chance to make a sound. “Luckily we put the silencers on before we came up in here,” Black said laughing. “Before we lift this nigga go get the bathroom ready”.
Stoney headed back in the kitchen for the duffle bag. Once she retrieved it she headed towards the bathroom. She pulled out a large plastic sheet from the bag and spread it over the bathroom floor. She then reached in and pulled out a pair of handcuffs, some tape and a pair of cable pliers. After she laid everything out she went back to help Black carry Styles. Once in the bathroom Black lifted Styles to a standing position and held her while Stoney handcuffed her arms to the shower rod. Stoney placed tape on her mouth to muffle her screams and then taped her ankles together. She pulled out a vile of smelling salts and put it under her nose. Styles woke up very disoriented and shook her head a few times to try and regain focus. When her vision cleared, she looked around and her eyes finally settled on Black and Stoney. Black smirked with evil satisfaction at seeing the frightened look on her face. She tucked her gun in her waistband, leaned against the wall and crossed her arms. “Oh don‘t look so surprised. I know you didn‘t think a Moet bottle was all the damage that would be done?” Stoney laughed at her condescending tone. “I bet you thought my sister would just come running back to you like always and you would have nothing to worry about,” she said with a mischievous glint in her eye. Styles could do nothing but shake her head. “Are you telling me that’s not what you thought?” Black asked with feigned surprise. Styles just looked at her with defeat all over her face.
Stoney looked at Black and saw she was enjoying the exchange a little too much. She stood in front of Styles and back handed her so hard she slid across the pole to the other side of the tub. “Enough of this bullshit. Let’s handle our business.” Black nodded in agreement. Stoney retrieved the cable pliers from the floor and waved them in front of Styles’ face. Styles’ eyes got wider when she realized what they were. “I‘m gonna make you regret the moment you put your hands on Jada,” she said venomously. She grabbed her right wrist and began with her pinky. Styles’ screams were muffled by the tape. One by one, Stony cut off each finger. By the time she finished with that one hand Styles had passed out from the pain. Stoney had blood all over her but she didn‘t care and grabbed the left hand. Black grabbed the pliers from Stoney before she started cutting and said “Let me get this one my nigga“. Without hesitation she clipped off her pinky. Styles woke up with a jerk and started screaming through the tape from the excruciating pain. By the time Black was done Styles had passed out once again. Not satisfied, they removed the cuffs and laid her in the tub. Not wanting Styles to bleed out before the were done, Black turned the cold water on and filled the tub.
“Should we continue or just finish up the job?” Stoney asked eagerly. Either way she wanted to be the one to deliver the final blow. Black looked at Styles who was unconscious and still bleeding profusely from her hands. She didn’t even want to be around her anymore. Stoney grabbed the smelling salts and put it under her nose once more. Once she was awake, she looked at them both with tears on her face and begging for mercy with her eyes. The satisfaction they felt showed all over their faces and now it was time to finish the job. Black removed the tape from Styles’ mouth and asked her “What made you think you could fuck wit my sister without dealing wit me?” Styles could barely speak but she said in a hoarse whisper, “It wasn’t like dat! It just got out of hand but she hit me first.” Jade looked at her like she was stupid. “She hit you first? Nigga, she found out you were fucking another bitch! What the fuck did you think was gon happen?” Black laughed cruelly. “The funny shit is she asked me not to kill your punk ass. You fucked up when you crossed me tho Styles. You already know how I get down. I told you if you ever hurt my sister you would pay with your life. I don’t make idle threats so you already know what it is”. Black grabbed the duffle bag and told Stoney to finish the job. Stoney nodded and took out her gun. Although Stoney felt they should have tortured her a lot more, she realized Styles was not worth the energy. Stoney and Black were professional contract killers and made a living bringing pain to people in the most unusual ways. Stoney looked at Styles’ weak body and knew she never deserved Jada. Only if she had the heart to tell Jada how she felt, none of this would have happened. She could protect her from any type of harm. At that precise moment she made a promise to herself to never let anyone hurt Jada again. Thinking about how bad Jada looked when she saw her made her go into a silent rage. As she grew angrier she lifted her gun and aimed right between her eyes. Styles only had time to widen her eyes before her life came to an end.
Black knew Jada would be angry at her but that was her sister and she would get over it. She shook her head and said “Call Kayron and tell him to come clean this shit up.” Stoney pulled out her phone and called the third person of their team. She relayed the message and gave him the address then turned to Black and said “Let’s get the fuck outta here.”