*kobe ordered the food and sat on the bed and went on his phone and I just layed down because I was still kinda tired*
Kobe: I want my baby to have your eyes- Y/N: what? Kobe: nothing. Y/N: your so random. Kobe: no I'm not. Y/N: yes you are. Kobe: no I'm not.
*I sat up and looked at him the leaned in and kissed him*
Y/N: yes you are. Kobe: not. Y/N: *laughs*
*I went to used the bathroom and when I was down I came back Kobe was playing some game on his phone*
Y/N: whatchu playin. Kobe: a game. Y/N: no like I totally didn't know that. Kobe: it's a shooting game you wouldn't understand. Y/N: why because I'm a girl. Kobe: hmm, well I don't see any game system in here. Y/N: it's in the closet. Kobe: what an Xbox. Y/N: no a ps4. Kobe: mhm. Y/N: go look it's on the left on the floor.
*he went and looked in the closet and saw it*
Kobe: and why didn't you set it up yet. Y/N: idk I don't play games like that. Kobe: no you don't play games at all. Y/N: well I didn't know how to set it up sooo. Kobe: it's called instructions. Y/N: well excuse me it's not my fault I don't play video games all day. Kobe: and what's wrong with that. Y/N: you can't play games all day. Kobe: yes I can. Y/N: says who? Kobe: me, your not my mom. Y/N: ykw forget it. Kobe: ok mom. Y/N: boy. Kobe: yes mom. Y/N: stawwp. Kobe: aww, ok mom. Y/N: Kobe stop. Kobe: ok mom dang. Y/N: Kobe stop it's getting annoying. Kobe: yes mommy.
Y/N: Kobe stop fr. Kobe: ok fine I'm sorry. Y/N: it's not funny. Kobe: yes it is. Y/N: no it's not. Kobe: well to you but to me it's funny. Y/N: oh ok.
*KNOCK KNOCK*
Kobe: damn, that sounds like the police. Y/N: ill go get it. Kobe: no I'll get it. Y/N: no I will.
*I hit him then ran downstairs and open the door and it wasn't the food it was a man wearing a suit and tie and he just look fancy and stuff*
Y/N: umm can I help you- ???: I'm looking for Kobe Morris. Y/N: umm- idk anyone named Kobe Mor- ???: don't lie to me, i have his location in my computer and phone, and it leads me to here, now tell him to come down or this whole house will be burned into dust. Y/N: y-yes sir, one second.
*I closed the door and called Kobe's name and he came downstairs*
Kobe: what. Y/N: who is that? Kobe: who.
*he looked out the window*
Kobe: shit. Y/N: what. Kobe: look I... I'm in a mafia ok. Y/N: kobe wtf, you just put my family's lifes in danger because you wanna be in a fucking mafia. Kobe: look I can explain- Y/N: what is he gonna do to you. Kobe: look just don't worry about it, stay here. Y/N: Kobe- Kobe: stay here.
*he moved me out the way and went out the door and I just stood there waiting and I heard something and other noises then he finally came back inside with his hood over his face and went straight upstairs*
???: and if he doesn't have my money it'll be worse, take care of yourself unless you wanna be like him. Y/N: w-what did you do. ???: you don't need to worry about it.
*he walked away and I closed the door and went upstairs to my room and Kobe was laying on the bed*
Y/N: Kobe, what happened.
*I walked slowly to the side he was on of the bed*
Y/N: Kobe... Kobe...
*I flipped him off his side and layed him on his back and his bullet wound was bloody and he had bruises on his face*
Kobe: I- I- I'm sorry. Y/N: kobe- kobe hold on I'll be back.
*I went in the bathroom and got some alcohol and tissue and band-Aids and came back and sat on the bed while fixing him up*
Kobe: ssss ow. Y/N: sorry. Kobe: ... Y/N I'm sorry I didn't tell you about me being in the mafia, I just didn't want you to be worried. Y/N: how long have you been in there. Kobe: 2 years... Y/N: so did you ever think about... quitting. Kobe: why the hell would I ever quit do you see what he fucking did to me- ow. Y/N: now that one you deserved, you do not have to yell I'm right here, second your putting my family's life's in danger just so you know, and third your gonna get your ass killed, one way or another.
Kobe: look all I owe him is some money that's it. Y/N: how much. Kobe: ... Y/N: Kobe how much- Kobe: 5000... Y/N: ... Kobe: yes Ik. Y/N: by... Kobe: next Monday. Y/N: ok then- then I'll help. Kobe: no I'm not letting you, look they are gonna do some bad stuff to you. Y/N: like what. Kobe: ... Y/N: what are they gonna do- Kobe: they might rape you or try and take you away from me or they just might even kill you. Y/N: ... but why. Kobe: no girl has ever joined the mafia. Y/N: so. Kobe: well there gonna say no. Y/N: I wanna join. Kobe: no. Y/N: why not. Kobe: you don't even know what to do. Y/N: *sighs* I kinda do. Kobe: huh? Y/N: my dad used to be in one but he got out of it because he had kids and Ik how to work a gun, I know how money works duh, and I also know where do get it from.
Kobe: ... how? Y/N: well I stole from someone only once, but they had a lot of money and my family wasn't the richest so I used it for our bills and yea but now they have better jobs so I didn't have to worry about stealing anymore. Kobe: but Y/N, you don't understand, if your in a mafia you have to get the money from the person your assigned to get money from. Y/N: oh... Kobe: and I've been trying to look for that person for months and I can't find em. Y/N: so if you can't find him- Kobe: I'm gonna die. Y/N: this is why you should let me help you. Kobe: no, I'm not risking you getting hurt. Y/N: ugh your no fun. Kobe: you think this is fun. Y/N: yes it's fun, it's like the movies. Kobe: yea but everything you see in the movies isn't reality.
Y/N: yea yea. Kobe: Y/N, you can't join, I'm sorry. Y/N: pls. Kobe: no. Y/N: pretty pls. Kobe: I said no. Y/N: pls. Kobe: no. Y/N: pretty pretty pretty pls. Kobe: Y/N what did I say. Y/N: yes. Kobe: no I said no. Y/N: fine you said no. Kobe: yes. Y/N: you said yes. Kobe: you- no. Y/N: pls. Kobe: Y/N. Y/N: your mean. Kobe: Y/N your not joining so get over it. Y/N: ugh.
