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Tania Ashanti Brown/Nia 19Aunty houseDecember 14, 9:45 pm

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Tania Ashanti Brown/Nia 19
Aunty house
December 14, 9:45 pm

I never thought it would come down to this. The man I love will die in the same place with me.

Tristen grabbed me and we both landed on the floor trying not to get hurt from the grenade.

The grenade exploded in the far end of my room and the concrete wall bursted open. Gunshots started firing through the windows of the house.

This is it.

"Babes yuh gud?"

I nodded my head because I couldn't find the right words to speak and my ears drums were hurting.

"Ih sound like the man them ina the house" Tris took out his gun from his waist and looked at me.

I started crying because supposed Aunty dead. Suppose Peter dead?

"Babes nuh bada wid the bawling now man" Tris lifted my head and wiped a tear from my cheek.

"Suppose them dead Tris and worst if wi guh out deh wi ago dead to" I sobbed hard.

"Babes stop ih fuckry and wull this" Tris gave me the gun and my anxiety started coming back.

"Listen, wi ago guh out deh but mi afi guh fight cause a one gun mi have and yah fi be pon guard and wi nah dead b afta yuh nuh breed yet yah ediat?"

That's all this boy deh pon breed breed.

Kiss mi teeth.

I wiped my tears and took the gun from Tris after he took it off safety.

Tris slowly pulled my room door and peeked through before he motioned to me that the coast was clear.

Tris walked through the door and I was behind him with the gun in my hand.

"Yuh know fi use gun likkle girl?" My subconscious asked.

Noo enuh but mi ago try sumn.

Tris and I walk down the hallway and Tris stop at the entrance to the living room.

"Babes mi ago round Desso and mi ago wull him and yuh shoot him" Tris explained.

Weh the bombo.

Him feel mi a professional like him.

"Tris mi cya do this" I tried to give him the gun but he refused.

"Weh the girl deh?" One of the man in the mask said.

"Mi ago look round di hall," one of them said.

Bomboclaut now!

I looked at Tris and Tris looked at me.

"Babes just shoot the rass man or shoot some Weh and mi knock him out" Tris looked around the corner again and the man was indeed coming.

Without a second warning, Tris grabbed the man took the gun out of his hand, and strangled him.

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