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"Please bro I'm begging you" The young man who sat tied up in the wooden chair situated in the middle the dimly lit room spoke as blood carelessly dripped from his nose and mouth "I- I'll have your money by next month I promise"
"Theo." A dark laugh escaped Slaughters lips as he looked at the helpless man before him "I've been patient with you g, it's been a good 6 months since you was meant to run me my bread-"
"PLEASE JUST ONE MORE MONTH" Theo screamed out trying desperately to plead his case
A swift hard punch was sent to the left side of Theo's face causing his whole head to fly in that direction "Lower your tone g, don't cut me off" Slaughters face screwed up "I've been very lenient with you, its not like you give a shit though"
Fear washed Theo's face as his eyes met Slaughters, he knew he had fucked up badly and there was no way out of the situation he had found himself in.
Theo, also known as Trillz was a high profile drug dealer situated in north London, in his area he was the man. He had power, money and respect. Ever since Slaughter became his official supplier, business had been booming for Theo.
Slaughter and his boys had the some of the best quality product you could find in Europe so Theo made it his mission to maintain his business relationship with them.
After time the rapid increase in income began to get to Theo's head and he began spending recklessly, from cars to clothes and properties abroad if Theo wanted it he had to have it.
Eventually Theo's reckless behaviour caught up with him and he found himself in a £20,000 debt with Slaughter which he vowed he would pay back the next month, but 1 month turned into 2 then 3. Slaughter bother didn't to chase Theo after the first month was up. Once Theo came to the conclusion that Slaughter may of forgotten about the debt he owed, he continued to live his reckless lifestyle, he continued to flex on social media, he continued to go on lavish holidays and purchase luxury cars. The whole time Slaughter was watching him, to Slaughter messing with his money was the ultimate disrespect and now 6 months down the line it was time for Slaughter to collect his debts...by any means necessary.
"Yo, is he crying?" Merkz laughed as he stood beside Slaughter watching a now crying Theo "Pussy."
"Them tears ain't gonna save you darg, you should know that by now"
Theo exhaled deeply knowing that despite the façade he put up for social media, he had no more than £5,000 to his name, hanging his head low in shame he spoke in a shaky voice "I don't have it all on me right now but p-please just one more m-month"
Slaughter stood there watching Theo with a blank expression before turning to Merkz with a raised eye brow as if to ask for his opinion
"I'm not hearing it still" Merkz spoke in a bored tone "I'll be real I'm getting bored of your excuses"
Slaughter watched as his friend rambled, a smirk twitched at his lips as he nodded in approval, as much as Merkz loved to have a laugh and a good time, when it came to business - he was serious. That's exactly why Merkz was Slaughters right hand man.
"Fam I say we done his dance right here and now, this yutes bad for business" Merkz continued with a shrug
"NO! PLEASE!" Theo begged upon near those words leaving Merkz's mouth "I-I have a yute on the way" He spoke as the mix of bogey, tears and blood dripped all over his clothes "I need to be there for my yute"
