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𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝟸:𝟹𝟺 𝚊

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𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛
𝟸:𝟹𝟺 𝚊.𝚖
𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝
𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷𝟻, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟿
𝙽𝚎𝚠𝚈𝚘𝚛𝚔, 𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚕𝚢𝚗

Loud banging woke me up, I headed downstairs with my gun peeking through the small hole on the door seeing Tyeisha.

"The fuck you want this late?" I asked, opening the door looking down at her.

"Why DeonTre -....

She paused looking down at something, thought she was looking at this long pistol but she was actually looking at my pistol. I tossed it on the couch scratching behind my head.

"Why DeonTre ain't answering his phone?"

"The fuck kinda question that is? Look at the time, you lucky I even came to the door. What y'all smashed and a seed was planted?" I asked tilting my head smiling while leaning on the door frame.

"Come here bitch". She yanked Monique in front of the door. "What y'all playing house or some?" I asked, smiling trying to keep my eyes opened. Need to shut the fuck up, know she want to beat my ass. "Look bitch!" she yelled, adjusting her face.

I pulled my phone out turning the flashlight on shining it on her. "Fuck I'm suppose to be looking at baby girl -

Just knew I wasn't tripping, I grabbed her head bending it looking at her neck. "Yo who the fuck did that shit?" I asked turning my flashlight off looking at her, got nothing but quietness.

"Ha bitch ass ain't won't tell me none, but I got a feeling it was Lamar punk ass -

"Lamar? How long this been going on?"

"Like two to three weeks -

"And yeen tell me?!"

"My dumb ass thought things was under control, plus that was her choice!"

"Well look where ha choice got her!"

"Ion see you nor DeonTre doing any better cause y'all ain't even know the situation!"

"Yo why the FUCK is you hanging with Lamar clown ass?!" I asked, looking down at Monique. Ain't get shit but silence like what the fuck?

"Ima go get some answers, had to drop her off here cause that lil silent treatment got me wanting to choke ha ass"

"Ight, preciate it homie". I pulled her in closing the door behind her. "Dead ass, did this nigga do that shit?". Still ain't get no answers like bro. Ty mind as well come back and get ha ass cause now I wanna choke ha.

𝐹𝑒𝑤 𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝐿𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟

Had came back downstairs seeing her sitting down on the couch holding her head. I moved the pillows off the couch, fuck did I throw it at?

"No" she whined, stopping me. Oh now she wanna talk, was just ignoring me five minutes ago.

"Ima go handle some, stay yo ass here"

"Please don't -

"Did he do it?". Still ain't get no response like bruh. "Baby you got me wanting to smhack the fuck outta yo ass. Did that nigga do that shi bruh - ?!

"Can you please let me handle my own problems?!"

"You handle yo problems like a bitch baby! Just look at cha fucking face!"

"I know what I'm doing!"

"No the fuck you don't! You is a fucking SIMP not no pimp, you a play gangster - a wannabe gangster!". She looked at me mad as fuck with tears running down her face. "Ima ask yo ass one more fucking time, did that clown ass negro do that shit?"

"...suck my dick -

I grabbed her neck leaning her over the couch.

"Did he do that shit?!"

"Don't fucking worry about it - !

I leaned her back more, I'll let cha ass fall head first bruh I'm not playing with ha ass. She squeezed my wrist hard as fuck. Bingo.

"Move" she demanded, with a small whine. I lifted her shirt up looking at her waist. One thing I know for sure, Lamar is one horny motherfucker.

I unzipped her pants pulling them down with her still leaned over on the couch, then chuckled, fuck a gun I want a bat - nawl a hammer.

"Aaron or AJ - whatever the fuck his name is gone swing by and watch you" I said, opening the door heading out. Got her phone with me so set his ass up, and cause I put her on punishment, she fucking grounded.

𝟹:𝟶𝟶 𝚊.𝚖
𝙳𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍'𝚜 𝙲𝚊𝚛
𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷𝟻, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟿
𝙽𝚎𝚠𝚈𝚘𝚛𝚔, 𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚕𝚢𝚗

Was waiting on Lamar to pull up at his crib. Had Dread and Ace with me, they know only to jump in unless I'm getting my ass or beat or he reaching for the gun.

"You texted him right?" Dread asked, while unbuckling his seat belt, then putting the car in park.

"Yeah"

"Of ha phone?"

"Fasho". Heard Ace laughing in the background, they know I'm crazy, why the fuck she surprised all of a sudden.

"Remember when we ran in his crib to get back shawty phone?" Dread said, I laughed rubbing my face. "Had his mama screaming and shit".

I looked out the window seeing a car pull up in the driveway. "There he go". Dread started up the car pulling up beside him. "Hammer or bat?" I asked. "Bat" they responded at the same time. As soon as he go to it the car I hopped out swinging at his ass.

 As soon as he go to it the car I hopped out swinging at his ass

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