𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐯𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐭
𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐆𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐚
𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎Putting my hair in a ponytail, I was getting ready to hit the gym.
Until I got a knock on my door.
"Who is it?"
"Durk"
Letting my twin in, we started talking.
"Wassup gang"
"Yoo twin. How yo lil Mission going?"
"Jessica ass a liar on folks nem. She lied to me about everything from where she live and everything. But the shit don't even matter cause I know what I know already"
Durk nodded.
"Ian gone lie Von I thought u was killed her quicker than this . So nie, I gotta up the date"
Fuck he mean?
"Wym ?"
"Fuck the summer. Kill da hoe next month or yo mission over gang"
Man naw.
"Naw gang. How much I'm getting for this shit?"
"Yo ass could get a mill if you kill her quicker. Fuck talking u so long?"
"Nigga we been fucking. How ima kill her if All we do is fuck?"
"Shidd you gotta switch up the plans. Maybe take the hoe out to dinner and since you lacking in yo plans, I'm sending in my secret weapon"
"Who?"
"India"
India my cousin Durk fiancé . What she gone do ?
She's gone be collateral damage for this mission.
Then he gone cry to me when some happen.
It's just not a good move.
"Why would u even put lil folks at risk? U gone be crying to me if a mf do sum to ha"
"India taught me the game. You forgot? Who gone do sum to ha?"
I just don't agree with him adding her but if he wanna wear black all this year with a thick ass umbrella that's on him.
"I'm just saying gang. How should I plan my next step?"
"Track how down , find out where she be and go from there. I'm depending on u Hitman "
Bet.
After Durk left, I decided to work out from home .
They say it's some going on in da air that's making mfs sick.