sanai was always curious on why he always seems to be interested in her?
why did he even come to this laundry room?..
started: 09-14-23
ended: 01-17-24
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atlanta, ga blue jay club 12:45 am
sanai was getting drunk off her ass, she was talking to her friend nora. khalil got up,
"im finna go" he uttered, his high was gone and he aint wanna get drunk cause he get messy. sanai stared at him,
"yall ready too?" esan asked, nora nodded. sanai stayed quiet, she stared at them both.
"come on, so we can take a good ass shower and finish watching ricky and morty" nora held sanai waist as they started to walk towards the exit.
esan looked down at his phone, it was a text from cami. she had sent a video of her playing with her pussy, esan shook his head.
"i gotta something to do, you think you can drop them off?" esan asked, khalil didnt answer. he walked out and followed behind the girls, "yall go be riding with khalil, i gotta go" esan said. "imma text you sanai" he said hurrying away.
they all got into the khalil black impala, with customized white seats. nora gave him sanai address and he sped off,
"youre driving too fast" sanai groaned,
"stop drinking too much" he uttered. nora snickered,
"its not funny, i think i gotta throw up" she breathed softly, khalil pulled over.
"go ahead, dont throw up in my damn car sanai" he said, nora was in the backseat laughing her ass off. "never that funny nora" khalil muttered,
"okay, just drive a lil slower" sanai rolled the window down, khalil sighed and pulled away.
they arrived at sanai house 15 minutes later, khalil leaned back in the seat and stared at sanai.
"lemme talk to sanai" he uttered, nora got out the car and went inside. "sanai" he said lowly, it made her skin crawl when he said it. "i know you hear me girl.." he sighed.
"what khalil?" she muttered, khalil stared at her.
"you still talk wanna like friends? i know recently youve ben talking to me about certain things.." he said, sanai frowned at him.
"i dont wanna talk to anyone right now, not even nora" she said, khalil unlocked the door.
"imma see ya" he said, he watched as sanai entered her home and he pulled off. he drove down the block and went to his old apartment.
he entered the apartment, he saw big t. he rolled his eyes,
"where the nigga at?" he asked, big t point to the back. khalil took his jacket off, he walked towards the back and opened a room near the back.
he saw his other homeboy J smoking a blunt, and he pulled his gun out. he smacked him in the face with the gun.
"what the fuck is wrong with you?!" khalil yelled, his eyebrows arched. he hit him harder in the face, J eye started to swell up. "you playing me nigga?" khalil asked.
"nah i aint playing you k! thats all big t! his big ass lying man!" J spat out blood, khalil stomped his head in,
"you think im fucking stupid" khalil started to laugh, he placed his gun behind him and started repeatedly punching J. "you and big t finna have a mother fucking toe tag" he whispered lowly.
"it wasnt me man! k believe me please" J plead, khalil continued beat the fuck outta him till he eventually stopped breathing. khalil grabbed his gun, the blunt, and walked out the room.
"take care of that big t, im going home" khalil poured bleach his bloody hands and washed them away, "do it now nigga, i ain't got time." he threatened as he walked out the apartment.
khalil got in his car and drove down the street, he pulled around and got onto the highway. he sped off.
he wasnt going to his new apartment in atlanta, he decided to take a trip back to his cousin side, down in texas. even though his cousin was a crackhead, he still had love for his only living family member that he cared for.
this was gonna be a long ass ride...
— so did this nigga just commit murder?...well damn. also big t? and J? who's telling the truth? what even is the truth? tf going on fr?
