𝘪𝘷𝘺- 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘥𝘥𝘰𝘵

26: H.T.N.S.B.S

𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣𝙯𝙞 𝙭 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙣
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Darrian took his walk down the streets of harlem.  After days of thinking he came to a conclusion that harmony was his stuck point. She was the reason he was allegedly cheating, without her he'd still be with makenzi. He walked to her house not really knowing his intentions. He thought about shooting her right there, it's what he should do. He thought about simply talking, but she doesn't listen. There was no time for thinking anymore as he arrived to her window. He looked through the glass to see if anybody was in there, it was just her. Harmony was ugly asf without makeup. Darrian made a disgusted face while looking at her sit on the bed. Finally he knocked on the window.

The girl shot up seeing him there. She thought she really had a chance today. She shuffled over to her window with a smile.

"hey darrian"
"back up off me and let me in" he said sharply
her smile still hasn't faded as she opened her window more and let him in.

"what are you doing hereee" she stood right under him
"mmcht bro harmony cut the fucking act ok, i don't even fwu, you think cause months back i let you suck my dick you think you can come up in my life over and over, so shut up and let me talk" darrian yelled and harmony's smug smile, had faded.

"you ain't even allat and a bag of mf chips bitch, ya head was wack that's why a nigga ain't fwu no more and you started sucking dudey shi" he didn't hold back a word.
"why the hell did you ruin my fucking life"
"nobody did anything"
"harmony lie again i promise your face will be on a shirt" ddot leans against a wall
"cause i love you, can you not see that!" she says
"yo bro i couldn't give a damn bout how you feel, you ruin somebody life to help yours and id never date a person like that, stay the fuck away from me thot ass hoe"
"you don't mean that" she began to cry
"mmcht, every word bitch, fuck outta here" darrian went back to the window and he left.

He couldn't tell if he felt better but confronting her had a weight lifted off his chest. Darrian walked back to his crib went back to his room locking himself in there. He blocked harmony on everything then threw his phone down to light a blunt. His room only smelt like weed now, Styrofoam cups were aligned around his dresser. He still has been washing down the pain with drugs and alcohol. For notti and dd, they could see their friend fading away. They haven't came over because ddot said he didn't want them there. His curtains remained closed, his room was always dark besides the blue shade coming from his LED lights. As darrian sat up from his bed and walked to his dresser to take a shot. The drink rushed through his body. He could almost feel it going through his body, as some feel with a cold water. He felt woozy, he lost his balance. Darrian caught himself on the bed and layed there.  He closed his eyes to fight away the feeling, he didn't understand why he was getting so sick, he was fine. Everything was ok?

Darrian opened his eyes and rushed to the bathroom with the feeling he had to throw up. He did that and sat on the side of the toilet. There was blood in his throw up.. he didn't understand why. He felt he was doing nothing wrong, he was trying to help himself. It didn't dawn on him that he was doing all this off of no food, he had no time, he had to think things through and fix everything. He was acting like it's his fault makenzi was assaulted and mama love was hit he was stressing so much. He flushed the substance down and took another pull from his blunt sitting on the bathroom floor. According to darrian, this was all normal.