Aftershock continuation

"What da fuck?!" said Michael as he spun around after Sydney collapsed. His baby mama, which you will come to know as Sasha, sat there with a dirty smirk on her face because she knew what she had done. See Sasha knew her man was seeing Sydney, the entire 3 years that they were together, he just didn't know that she knew. But Sasha was a gold digger and gold diggers will take any money thrown at them whether it was Michaels or not. She knew the fly ass townhome and car wasn't Michaels because he hasn't worked in over a year and being from the hood, she know damn well he wasn't man enough to push no dope so she had it all figured out . Sasha wanted Sydney to walk in on her and Michael. She planned it. She figured that it was due time for this bitch to find out about her and Michael. Earlier, while Michael was in the shower his phone rang. It was Sydney. Sasha looked at the ID and sent her to voicemail. The phone rang a couple more times before Sydney left a voicemail. Sasha knew the password to Michael's voicemail, something else he didn't know she knew, and deleted the voicemail. "Baby I love you my ass" she thought as she deleted the message. She knew exactly what Sydney was about to walk into.

Michael jumped off the bed at this point not even acknowledging that Sasha was still laying there butt booty naked. He ran over to Sydney trying to wake her. "Sydney, baby, wake up.." Sydney was out cold. Michael tried shaking her, she wouldn't move, then all of a sudden Sydney's body started to convulse and he looked down and saw a mass of blood on the floor...