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I knocked on the door.

Joe?" Jolden peeked through the door, creaking it open only a little.

"Let me in mane. We gotta talk." I got straight to the point. "Okay." She hesitated, slowly opening the door. I walked in.

I knew everything. Kentrell and Jalicia told us everything. Jolden was a snake the whole time. And to think, I had sum for shawty.

"I got a question. An' don't lie to me mane, I'm already pissed off." I pointed.

She closed the door, and faced me. "Joe where is all of this coming from?" Her voice softened. "Nah, answer my question first." I shook my head. "Okay."

I followed her into the living room. She sat on one sofa, and I sat on the one across from her. "What's up with you? You haven't called me in forever, and all of a sudden you're acting weird?" She narrowed her eyes.

"You know who Jerome is?" I ignored her question. She gave me a puzzled look. "Don't play dumb mane." I stood up.

"Where is all of this coming from?"

"Answer my question."

"I—" "See what I mean? I'm not acting weird for nun." I shrugged, getting up. "Joe, wait! You don't understand!" She  grabbed my arm. "What is there ta understand? You a snake, an' that's all I needa know. I can't trust you, nunnadet." I told her straight up.

"It's not like I went out looking for Jerome, Joseph. He came to me. Saying that Jalicia and Kentrell killed his family, and they had did me wrong too so I all wanted to—"

"That nigga was lying to you whole time too, shawty. Kentrell and Jalicia ain't kill nobody related to him. And how did they do you wrong?"

"At the time, Jalicia knew I liked Kentrell—" "She had him first. Way before all of this."

"Really?" She narrowed her eyes. I nodded. "Okay but all of this could've been avoided, Joe. I would've never did shit like that for no reason, I was hurt!"

"Hurt?? Jolden you had me! The fuck you gotta be hurt fa!" I raised my voice.

She stood silent, and I sighed. "This yo parents home?" I asked casually.

Jolden nodded. "I'm sorry Joe. I know you hate me. If you want to leave, just go." She pointed to the door. "I don't hate you." I couldn't even look at her.

"You do, you don't have to lie. I admit what I did was wrong." She babbled on and I walked to her. "I still like you, mane. I can't hide the fact." I looked into her eyes and she smiled.

"If we won't ever see each other again, it'll be nice to know we ended it correctly." Jolden titled her head, and I smirked. "Shawty, don't play." I chuckled.

"I'm forreal." Her tone softened and she started kissing on my neck. I clutched on my gun, just in case she had some tricks up her sleeve.

"Joe, I'm not gonna do you any harm."

I opened her legs, gripping on her panties. "Ouuu," she giggled as I pulled them down. I tongued her down while choking her out.

Nobody had to know about this.

Jolden gripped on my shirt, pulling it up. "Shawty, you'on want yo ole girl comin' home to see ha daughter getting her back blown." I chuckled.

"She's not coming home until late night." She licked her lips and unbuckled my Ferragamo belt. She pulled my pants down all while I was kissing on her neck. Her legs were spread wide open.

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