𝘽𝙧𝙮𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙇𝙖'𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙪𝙣 𝘾𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮
-𝙏𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙁𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙡𝙙
𝙂𝙡𝙞𝙯𝙤𝙘𝙠
𝙎𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙒𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝘿𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙞𝙩 𝙈𝙄"Nah, I came down here personally ta kill that lil nigga Ja'latto. You know ion play bout you. We on Ass" Ja'latto's bestfriend and brother spoke
I guess itty told them bout doug popping up and how he ain't been there for Nique at all
"But brybry and Dee already on it bubby, they got beef so they was gon do it. You did not have to come down here although I appreciate it" she laughed
He kissed his teeth "fuck that, I got it" he spoke standing up
"Wit' all do respect cause that's yo sista n'shit I get it but that body mine" I spoke up finally after being silent thee entire time her three brothers were here
"Bryson!" Ityy yelled running down the stairs "what?" I rasped looking up
"Diddy said meet him at the coney on six mile someone sent him a picture of Doug and a bitch" she breathed out
"Hope that bitch ready to die wit em" I mumbled picking up nique "See you later ma ma, I luh' you" I mumbled in her ear kissing her cheek: speaking with a soft voice
"Imma see you later twin" I mumbled kissing ittys forehead and she nodded
"See you lata' ma ma, I'm staying tonight. Make sure y'all good. I luh' you" I mumbled kissing Ja' Lattos forehead last as she walked me outside
"See you later Bryson" she smiled "stay safe, I love you" she kissed my cheek
I looked around at the sky, i wanted to kiss her
"Gimme kiss" i rasped growing nervous once the words left my mouth
She puckered her lips and I leaned down pecking them, pulling away slightly smiling
I made sure she got back in the house before getting in my car leaving
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Action𝙂 𝙃 𝙀 𝙏 𝙏 𝙊 𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙬𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩? 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙂 𝙃 𝙀 𝙏 𝙏 𝙊 DISCONTINUED I might drop a few finishing chapters later