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Houston, Texas.
Saturday
November 27, 2021.
1:38 a.m.

Dayvon Daquan "King Von" Bennett.

The sound of Who Want Smoke by Nardo Wick blasted throughout the large suite as Von entered, swaying past the random woman who had allowed him entry. He looked down at her admiring her face for moment, visualizing Naamah in his mind. He shook away his thoughts and went down the hall, entering the living area seeing Durk sitting there breaking down weed into his backwood. He noticed several other of his friends standing about until the noticed his presence.

"Wassup V.Roy?" Durk acknowledged and Von nodded his head in a direction towards the bedroom requesting for Durk to follow.

Durk stood from his seat telling one of the many females to continue rolling up for him, as he was walking to the back Booka followed behind. They each entered the room one by one and Von shut the door, unsure where to even start off the conversation.

"What shit you into?" Durk questioned folding his arms over his chest intrigued by what was about to exit Von's mouth.

"Yea' we all rushed down here tryna see what was goin' on not to mention your ass ain't answer ya' phone," Booka stated taking a seat on the large King sized bed.

Von shook his head beginning to pace throughout the room, "I don't even know how to explain it but my phone has been dead, I been up all night tryna find Naamah." He informed with anger starting to course through his veins. Yes, Von was mad. He hated the feeling not being next to her in this moment when he needed her the most, he also hated the fact that she was practically running away from him because she was afraid.

Booka slowly sat up, "the fuck she go?"

"What you do?" Durk pondered with his eyes narrowed.

Von just decided to blurt it out, he knew how crazy he'd sounded but these were his closest friends, how bad could it be?

"Naamah is a fuckin' demon," Von blurted.

Booka and Durk went into a fit of laughter. Durk begin nudgin' at Von's chest, "she suck the skin off ya' shit or sum?" He teased.

Von quickly pushed away Durk's pointed elbow and shook his head, "I mean like black eyed demon, with wings, horns and shit. I found that out earlier today and she ran from me. The-Then her mama tried to kill me so I whacked her ass," Von informed.

Durk's eyes widened at Von's last statement and he rushed to the room door opening it, peeking out, before he shut it but this time he turned the lock.

Booka was sitting there a bit surprised also.

"You did what?" Durk wondered not sure what he had heard the first time.

"She tried to stab me I had to defend myself she thought I did some shit to Naamah but the truth is I seen Naa's true form that's why she running away from me cause she scared that I'm not scared," he added, "she has bla-"

"The black eyed woman," Durk finished off.

Von quickly looked to him in disbelief, "you heard about that shit too?"

Durk shrugged, "I mean I might've seen the shit on episode of supernatural but that's about it."

Booka stood up to his feet looking back and forth between the two, "so you sayin' that tv shit real? Put that on lil Steve," he demanded.

Dayvon raised his right, "on Steve."

Booka suddenly flopped down onto the bed unsure what to think next.

"But we gotta find her, make sure she don't hurt nobody or herself," Von informed.

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Glass crunched loudly under Von's thick timbs, he carefully looked around the destroyed store as one of the lights practically was hanging from the ceiling, flickering rapidly. The sound of some cocking their gun caused him to look back over his shoulder, he saw Booka standing there with his pistol infront of him. Von quickly snatched the gun out of his grip and anger flowed over Booka's face, "nigga I'm scared," he whisper yelled.

"Well take your scary ass outside," Von replied with the same tone.

Booka snatched his gun back and exited the store.

Von shook his head in disappointment then carried on walking through the store, he went towards the back office and saw there was a large hole where the window should've been. "Shit she got out," he mumbled to Durk who was still behind him.

Someone coughing came about and they rushed towards the sound, leading them behind the counter. There was a man clutching onto the side of his neck covering a large gash which blood was pouring from. "Did you see where she went?" Durk wondered leaning over the man before he snatched a towel off the counter applying pressure to his wound. The man cough slightly before he spoke, "he-hell." He finished before his head had fell completely to the side.

Durk stood up and took a step back looking over at Von who seemed to be in thought.

"Where we going now?"

"To hell if we don't pray," Von responded.

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