A Pooch Hall Story
Written By: Shay
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After the blow up with Linda and breaking it off with Arielle
Pooch was in need of an uplift. He had been crashing by his
co-star Hosea’s house in the meanwhile since he wasn’t
allowed back at the house only unless it was to see the kids.
It killed Pooch to know that he had lost his wife and family
because of his selfishness.
Hosea (H): “Aye Pooch dog you’re gonna have to cheer up and
focus bruh! Remember it’s back to shooting in a couple of days.”
P: “Yea I know man I’ve just been in a funk lately! I mean everything
just blew up in my face like that!” *snaps fingers*
H: “I know your situation is messed up right now man but you know
you were in the wrong dog! How long did you think you would be able
to keep this up for?”
P: “I don’t know man… Guess I just got caught up!”
H: “You really have become Derwin Davis huh?” *laughs*
P: “C’mon man… this isn’t funny!”
H: “Ok ok ok! I think we need to get out of the house! We’re
gonna party tonight so you can quit worrying about all this.”
P: “I’m not in the club mood Hosea!”
H: “Look I’m getting you out this house… Don’t let me have to
call the goons up!” *laughs*
P: “Aight Aight! We out tonight!”
H: “My dude… now we’re talking!”
** HOURS LATER **
Pooch and Hosea arrived at the club looking debonair; while the
cameras flashed and people screamed their names. The stress
began to leave his body as he entered the scene. The strobe
lights and music all worked in harmony and the VIP section was
popping! He drowned himself in the atmosphere and hid behind
his “pseudosmile” just to get through the night. He engaged in a
few quick conversations with his celebrity peers and fans to keep
his mind off of everything. He left the club that night feeling a little
bit at ease, but still didn’t feel whole.
Hosea decided he was going to head over to one of his homegirl’s
house so he gave the house key to Pooch and let him know he wouldn’t
be back til morning. Pooch agreed and drove back to the house, he
pulled his car into the driveway and entered inside. He went up to take
a shower and get situated for bed.
After taking a shower he decided to go down to the kitchen and make a
sandwich. The heat in the club had taken a lot of energy out of him and
he in need of a boost. He opened the fridge door and took out all things
he needed to create the perfect man sandwich. As he began to apply
mayo to the bread he heard a creak come from inside the house. Since
he knew that Hosea was out for the rest of the night, there was an eerie
feeling that came over him. Despite his feeling he continued making his
sandwich. As he was placing the other slice of bread on top of the pile of
delectable eats he felt a surge of pain hit the back of his head and he was
out cold.
Arielle stood over his limp body and had the two men she hired drag and
carry him to an awaiting van. They took him to an unknown location where
he was bound and tied up. When he finally awoke from his concussion he
couldn’t believe the lengths that Arielle went to.
A: *speaks to men* “You guys can wait in the back, I can handle it from here.”
Man # 1: “Ok just holla if you need anything.”
Both men walked in the opposite direction and Arielle focused her attention
back on Pooch. She un-gagged his mouth and began to speak…
A: *chuckles* “Look what I have here… Pooch nice of you to join me.”
P: “ARIELLE! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?”
A: “Tsk tsk tsk! That’s no way for you to talk to your future wife! You
see I’m not done with you yet, you think you can just pick me up and
put me down as you please? No… the minute I get rid of that little wife
of yours my plan will be complete!” *grins spitefully*
P: “YOU BETTER NOT LAY A FINGER ON MY WIFE…. OR MY KIDS!”
A: *walks over and sits on his lap* “And Pooch what can you possibly do
about that? Where in the MIDDLE OF NOWHERE! No one knows where
you’ve disappeared to and your phone is at Hosea’s house. There’s not
much you can do now… and if you even THINK about trying a stunt I will
kill you! Cooperation will make sure no one gets hurt!”
P: “And what are you gonna get out of all this? Kidnapping me, hurting my
wife, you being on the run? We can never be together after this so why do
it?”
A: “Oh but we will! I’ve planned it to the T! So kiss your family,friends,
and fans goodbye because we’ll be leaving the country in a couple days.
We are going to be together whether you like it or not. You played with
my emotions now you have to pay the consequences.”
All Pooch could think about was his family, friends, and fans being worried
sick about him. He couldn’t believe how far she had taken her obsession with
him. He understood that he had played both sides of the fence; but she knew that
he was married from the beginning.
P: “Arielle please… I’m begging you… please don’t do this! *voice of urgency*
A: “Too late! *tapes his mouth shut* Me and you are forever now!”