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BEFORE SANTO DOMINGO, TWO YEARS AGO

"I need you to be honest with me, about yourself. We've never talked about... anything." Angel sighed out. He sat on the couch, and simply stares at Imani with tired eyes.

Angel was always tired. Overly tired.

He rarely slept, and when he did it was awful nightmares. Angel didn't eat, no appetite.

It was like his stomach was always upset, and he could never get anything down. Even if it was the food Imani made him.

Even when he cooks him tostones.

What fucking Dominican can't eat their tostones?

"What you wanna know?"

"The black market, how you really became a drug lord. And if you can even leave the country.. I feel like I've asked so much of you to come with me, but we have time to figure that out."

Angel has so much faith in God. And God has a plan for everyone, including Angel. So, if Imani is apart of his plan, he'll come along with him.

That doesn't necessarily mean the plan will be easy.

"Don't stress, I'm coming with you, and don't worry bout how imma get there, I'll take care of it. All that other shit, I can actually answer."

Angel needed answers, especially if he was going to be taking Imani with him.

If he was going to meet his family, he'd need to really know Imani. The two were never really... serious?

Seems like the correct term.

No label, just sex, and fucking. No dates, no nothing. Damn, they need to get it together, for sure.

One thing Imani knew, is that as soon as all this died down, he'd properly ask Angel to be his boyfriend.

No doubt about it.

Angel keeps his eye contact with Imani, he's waited long enough for answers like these. He's been through hell and back, and he'd be damned if he moves across the world with a man that lies to him.

Imani sighs before speaking, "That black market shit, I swear on everything, I'm not involved in. I got mixed up into that, but I wouldn't do no dumb hilly billy shit."

Doing dumb hilly billy shit is equivalent to hanging out with White Boy Carl, and praying you don't get jail time for robbing a corner store.

Only to find out the corner store is owned by a pedo..

Yeah, fuck you Kash.

He really wants to believe Imani, so bad that he'd give up his one true passion if Imani asked him to.

Does Angel trust him?

It's hard, honestly. After everything that's happened, it's hard for Angel to trust him. Or let alone put his trust in him.

"Imani, to be accused of being apart of that, really makes it seem you did a lot more than you claim."

How in the hell do you get accused of being apart of the black market?

Meaning you do fucked up shit. And if that fucked up shit follows them to Santo Domingo, Angel would have to live in Antarctica.

It'd put everyone in danger, that's nothing to play with.

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