Page 90 of His Four Leaf Clover

“No! Fuck!” Trent saw his truck pop open, but Clover was running away from his car by the time he tried to react. Two cars were in front of him and lots more were behind him.

He looked to his left right as Caprice’s ex-boyfriend and another man pulled up next to him. They locked eyes, and Monty made the gun symbol with his hand. As soon as the light turned green, Trent hit the car in front of him and turned the corner. Horns blared, and it was complete chaos as he sped away with his trunk still open.

He’d been following Clover and Dash for days and an opportunity finally presented itself. She was out with her friends but she made the mistake of walking out of the café alone. That was his opportunity and he took it.

“Don’t lose that nigga, Cuzzo. It’s lights out for his ass tonight.” Monty cocked his gun, ready to put Trent out of his misery.

“Nigga, I do this. I’m ‘bout to make this nigga go exactly where I want him to. Watch me work.” Tre pulled up on the side of Trent and forced him to turn the corner. He was trying to get him away from the hustle and bustle of the night life.

“Shit!” Trent never had to drive so fast before in his life but he didn’t have a choice. His plan was ruined and he didn’t know what was gonna happen. He was still having a hard time trying to figure out how Clover escaped.

He didn’t know where he was but he needed to get back to a main street where people were. All he saw now was an open field and wide open space. Every time he tried to turn around, the other car forced him to turn in a different direction. They were coming up to a park, but it was barely lit. He was hoping to see somebody outside walking their dog or something, but it was secluded.

“Hit the back tire, Cuz. You can end this shit right here and now.” Tre pulled up closer to Trent’s car, as Monty hung out of the window and pointed his gun.

“Fuck!”

Trent’s back tire exploded and his car started wobbling. He was going too fast and couldn’t stop. He lost control of his wheel and his car slammed into a huge Oak tree. The airbags made a loud noise as they popped out of various places. He didn’t even have a chance to react to the pain before he was being forcefully pulled out of the car.

“Bitch ass nigga. You must have been tired of living.” Monty grabbed him around the neck and put him in a chokehold.

Trent was kicking his legs and flailing his arms. It was all in vain because he couldn’t break free. He felt like his life was slipping away from him and everything went dark soon after.

“Shoot that nigga and be done with it,” Tre insisted.

“That’s too easy.” Monty was looking around, but Tre was getting impatient. Monty looked in Trent’s open trunk and pulled something out.

“The fuck is you doing! Let’s go nigga!” Tre was looking around nervously.

“Catch and throw it back to me.”

Tre did what his cousin told him to do. He understood what he was doing after a while and made quick work of helping him. Both men lifted Trenton up and positioned him exactly how they wanted him right before he woke up.

“The fuck! Let me down.”

Trent tried to loosen the rope that was around his neck. He started kicking, as the two men pulled and made it tighter. His body was being lifted higher the more they pulled and his breathing got constricted. They were hanging him like a Christmas ornament as he struggled to put his fingers in between his neck and the rope.

Monty and Tre stood back and watched as Trent kicked his legs. His eyes bulged in fear and panic as he faced what was now his reality. He lost his bladder right before he stopped moving and went limp. Satisfied with the outcome of ending Trent’s miserable life, both men got back into the car and drove off into the night.

“Seriously, Boobie? We’re really doing this?” Clover asked when he walked into their bedroom.

“Yes, we’re really doing this. Come on, Lucky. Me and my baby are already dressed and you’re wasting time.” Dash looked at his reflection in the mirror and adjusted his Gucci tie. Kardi walked into the room looking pretty in pink with her dress and matching hair bows.

“Okay, if you say so.” Clover shrugged and slipped on her striped maternity dress. She was now six months into her pregnancy and had a nice sized baby bump.

So many things had changed over the past few months. Pure chaos ensued after everything that happened with Trent. For one, she and Dash were back together and living like a family once again. He cried his heart out once he saw that Clover was safe. He couldn’t imagine his life without her and he was grateful that he didn’t have to. They even went to get another marriage license a week ago, but nothing had been made official just yet.

The police were treating Trenton’s death as a suicide, even though Trudy tried to make it national news. Even after he tried to kill her, she wasn’t accepting the police or coroner’s report. She wanted to know why his back tire was shot out and she swore that there was no way that he could have tied the rope around the tree all by himself. Had they really investigated, they would have known that she was right. Trent had done so much over the past few months that his case was open and shut the night his body was found hanging from a tree. His diagnosed mental condition really sealed the deal. After a while, she let it go and went on with her life.

Now, on the day of their gender reveal, Dash had Clover and their daughter up at the crack of dawn, getting ready for church. He kept telling Clover that he wanted to go but they kept putting it off. As fate would have it, he ended up talking to one of the customers whose house they were renovating and they invited him to visit their church. To him, that was a sign and he agreed to attend.

“This is a new beginning for us, Lucky. The past is being left behind and today is day one. God has blessed us so much and the least we can do is give Him thanks.”

“I agree.” Clover smiled as she slipped on her shoes. She sprayed herself with perfume and got ready to go.

Their gender reveal was being held by Hank and Diva’s house later on that day. After church, she wanted to take a nap before the festivities. Irie went with her to the appointment and she was the only one who knew the sex of the baby.

Hours later, Clover was well rested and dressed to head to Hank and Diva’s house. They had an amazing time at church and they both agreed to go back the following Sunday. Even Kardi enjoyed it and she wanted to go again too.