For Him I'll Risk It All

8. addicted

~ Money and love are both like a drug, you become addicted to them.
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Hennessy's pov:
Startled out of my sleep by the sound of the door bell ringing, I rolled out of bed and made my way downstairs to the front door. I peeped through the key-hole before unhooking the latch on the door.

Before I could even open the door properly, Zeek pushed it open with so much force causing me me to hit against the wall. He flung his hands out of his pockets and jogged upstairs to my room. Not even acknowledging me.

Is he rude.

I stomped up the stairs and swung my bedroom door open to see him sitting on my bed with his face planted into his hands. 'Are you dumb, you don't see me nah, am I invisible?' I shouted whilst walking towards him.

He didn't answer me. He just let out a long deep breath.

'So now your deaf!' I walked closer to him an stood over him, Watching him pull out his phone and unlocking it.

'ZEEK I KNOW YOU HEAR ME TALKING TO YOU' I screamed in his face dragging his hood of his head.

'Fham are you good bare shouting in mans ear, pattern up'

'Sorry what, the question is are you dumb?' I asked, bending down to his face and tilting my head. 'Your showing up to my house at 2 in the fucking morning and can't even greet me'

'Bruv who are you talking to like that'

'YOU EZEKIEL YOU!' I couldn't stop myself from shouting. Talking to him really irritated me especially when he was mad for no reason.

'Hennessy lower your fucking tone'

'NO! cause your forever showing up to my house angry and don't even talk to me acting like i've done something to you'

'Did I say you did ?'

'I SAID ACT LIKE, ARE YOU DEAF' 

'Yo who are you shouting at like that, watch yourself'

'Yeah stfu' I groaned.

'Nah have you lost your fucking mind'

'Lol no' I couldn't be bothered to talk to him anymore.

'Hennessy fix that attitude before I fix it for you'

ooo he wanna fuck.

'You ain't gonna do shit' I scoffed, as I bent down and picked up the shirt on the floor and dashing it onto my dresser.

Suddenly, I felt his thick hands clench round my throat as he flung me up against the wardrobe. I stood one the tip of my toes, trying to wriggle out of his grasp. But he stepped closer towards me, his face just a few inches away from mine.

'I wont do nothing nah' He spoke. His warm breath traveled up my nose. The smell of weed and mint passed through me, causing me to shiver.

'Huh you cant talk now rude girl'

I didn't reply.

For some reason I liked when he was like this. I've never had a man that 'put me in my place'  like how he did. I looked up towards him and stared into his eyes. I watched as they twitched, eager for me to reply.

'Ezekiel get off me'

'Nah cause you had all that chat before but wheres it gone now'

'Get of!' I moaned trying to get out from under his grip.

'Shut your mouth'

He then spun me around and dashed me onto the bed where I landed on my back.

He looked down at me and examined what I was wearing. I was wearing an over-sized top and nike pro shorts.

He tugged on my shorts and pulled them of, flinging them across the room.

'Turn around...'

***

Rashiid's pov:

With my foot on the gas, I zoomed down the motor way whilst listening to abracadabra.

How you spin this coupe
I just seen somethin
Shoulda never been in vids, then I wouldn't have seen you
It wouldn't be nothin'
I wan' squeeze somethin'
Bad man don't squeeze for nothin'
Bad man don't bang this machine for fun
Man beat big 'matic and make people run
You ain't never bust corn, you're a liar
None of them pussies are riders

I was making my way back from a sale in Leeds with a rich white man who was ready to invest in the best product about.

It was a very successful sale.

There was three duffel bags of cash stuffed into the boot; Around £550,000 in total.

'All of them tired, sleepin When we pull up in the evenin' I sang along.

I was in a good mood. Sales like this made me happy. I wanted to celebrate but it was going on 1 in the morning so I decided to just go to the trap house and meet up with the rest of the mandem.

I turned up the music and carried on towards London.

***

Turning of onto Somerleyton Road, I drown dove down to the end of the street and pulled up in front of the house. I hopped out the car and walked to the trunk to take out the money.

I walked up to the door and banged on it, waiting for someone to open it.

'Fham you scared the shit out of me, why you banging on the door like that i thought you was the feds' Cain hissed as he pushed the door open allowing me in.

I kissed my teeth and walked inside.

All the mandem were there except Zeek but he was probably with his gyal.

I walked over to the front room where Scarzz and Tj sat cutting and weighing weed and coke.

'Yoo' I said,to spudding them before walking over to Marnz who was to busy watching Instagram lives.

'What you telling me' Scarzz questioned.

'Mans good still' I replied before turning to Marnz and dashing the bags of money at him.

'Oi count this and put it in the safe'

'Do you not see that i'm busy cha' he moaned, catching one of the bags and dropping the rest.

'Stfu no one cares about your insta lives' I walked towards the fridge and took out a Magnum. It was like my fifth one today but who cares.

I sat down on the sofa next to Scarzz and popped open the Magnum and began to chug it.

'Wheres Zeek?'

'Mhm he said he was going to some meeting then going Hennessy's'

'Oh oh' I mumbled, taking another sip of Magnum.

'Hows your girl tho?' Tj aksed.

'Anayah? yeah shes good'

Really and truly I didn't actually know. I haven't spoken to her since the block party. I guess she was mad at me for not answering her question. But the thing is, I didn't have a answer. I know what happened just not who it was. If i did i would have told her.

Anyways I don't chase bitches. When i'm ready to chat to her I will.

Right now i'm addicted to money and Drugs not love.

~𝖃𝖃3𝕽4𝕷