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Kilyier "Killa" Ramos
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I immediately laughed at his words. There was no way he actually thought that little sob story was gonna make me snitch on myself.
"I ain't kill nobody. Especially not your hoe ass daughter—
Destini's dad lost his temper and reached across the table, snatching me up by my collar. He was so lucky that I was in handcuffs.
"You're a cold-hearted murder!" He screamed.
I continued smiling in his face which pissed him off even more to the point where he punch me in my face.
I tried to fight back but I knew if I did he'd have the right to shoot me. So I took the beating for the first time in a while.
By the time he drew the last punch I was on the ground with blood dripping from my mouth.
"Change your mind yet?"
"Fuck you." I spat.
"Alright then." And with that the other officer joined in on the fight.
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Princess "Sy" Jones
"I—um— I'm picking up some money for Kilyier." I stammered, trying to think of a fast lie because I knew he wouldn't want him mom worrying.
Mrs.Ramos didn't seem convinced. She let out a loud sigh, sitting on the edge of her sons bed.
"Come. I need to talk to you."
I anxiously walked over to her with the bed of money still in my hand. "Is something wrong?"
"The other day my son walked in here with his shirt completely covered in blood." She informed.
