𝟒 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐳 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲

𝟒.𝐲.𝐞.𝐨. | 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦

𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 | 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨
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"𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬"

as i watched people move up to the casket i watched from a far mainly focusing on trin, tino, and li who were at the very front. i couldn't hear anything the pastor was saying but i knew it had to be something because i could see people clapping and raising their hands. there wasn't a bunch of people here but it was enough to full up five rows on each side of the church. i walked up to the front of the church going to the casket before i woke up. jumping up out my sleep i huffed rubbing the side of my face. i looked down at trin stirring in her sleep. last night her and li stayed the night claiming they were too high to go home.

"what's wrong dooda?" ty asked me with her eyes still closed

it was pretty dark in my room but i could still see the outline of her features as i looked down at her face. she looked so at peace laying on the other side of my bed which i'm happy finally had a body on it.

"nothing baby i'm good" i reassured her even though i was lying

i was far from good the dreams were getting more intense each night and i couldn't help but to be freaked out i had never been through something like this before. trin sat up looking at me.

"it's the dream?"

"mmhm"

"what happened in this one?"

"i was at a funeral, i'm starting to think this shit is about me"

"don't say that, don't put that into the universe" ty shut down my statement quick

"it makes sense tho ian nowhere to be found and right before i saw who was in the casket i wake up all i see is y'all 3 ain't no way i'm just coincidentally not there" i said

"poet you're not dying get that thought out your head why would you see yourself in your own dream that doesn't make any sense" she tried to reason

i mean it made sense but at the same time i made sense too

i didn't wanna leave behind tino or my family or trinity i didn't know how they'd take it. between tino and ty i don't think either of them would recover, i didn't want anyone stopping their lives because of my death. i wanted them to live their lives and heal from my passing. i knew li would put on a strong face for the both of them but i knew she'd be heartbroken too.

i got up walking to the kitchen grabbing the notebook and pen off the counter opening up to the next page i started writing. i always wrote but as of recently i felt like i was writing more than usual i guess in case i needed to prepare for anything or anyone.

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while ty was at school i moved my couch back moving the floorboard grabbing the bag which felt way lighter than the last time i touched it. i chuckled pulling the bands out counting them each by hand. i had money put up for a rainy day in case i ever needed it or my family needed it. back in highschool me and tino used to rob houses on the eastside where all the rich folks lived. like i said i used to always be in shit but i grew up, i had too.

"bruh i know damn well" i mumbled

i had about 10k missing and it was only four people who knew where this money was stashed at. just as soon as i stood up putting the bag back tino walked in noticing my energy.

"waddup?"

"i'm missing money"

"how much? you need something?"

"10k ian touch this shit in months and the girls don't know shit about this money"

"ian touch shit and the only other people who know about it is.." he trailed off before chuckling

"debo and muni" i said

"man hell nah ain't no way"

"if we ain't touch and they the only other two people who know about it, bruh this shit ain't foreal" i shook my head

"ion believe it you treat them lil niggas like yo kin"

"exactly this what's getting me" i said fixing the floorboard and the couch

"it's whatever i'm getting that shit back one way or another"

"what you wanna do?"

"you know what i'm on" i said

ain't this some bullshit

part 1 part 2 coming sometime later, i just love this book btw each title for the chapters is a song i'll put them all at the end
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byee🤍-mo
6/12/2022