TYREE
"Wassup bro." I greeted Wayne and Trey as they entered my crib. We all shook up and we sat down on the couch in the living room.
"Shorty... what you been on man?" Trey greeted with a slight laugh and lighting his blunt.
"Man look, shit comedy, dead homie." I subtlety smirked shaking my head. Whole time this shit Is in fact crazy as hell and realization ain't really kick in yet for me. These two niggas, Trey and Wayne, really crash outs for real and I been on several drills with them, so mu'fuckas already knew what to expect.
"You straight?" I questioned, taking a glance at Rell who was standing by the window looking as if he kept watch for whoever bent the corner.
"Yea I'm straight nigga, mu'fuckas got me fucked up that's all." He shrugged taking the blunt from Trey. He slight appeared drained, as if his emotions wrested with one another in his head. I was already aware of the mood change because even though he ain't wanna say shit, niggas knew he loved Nelli ass. They just toxic as fuck and try to go tit for tat with each other on some out-of-spite shit so often. Bet they'll get that shit together now.
"Tell this nigga what you know man so we can get on that right now." Rello annoyingly said to Trey again getting impatient now.
Trey took a deep breath before speaking as he leaned his body comfortably into the couch. "So this nigga my old bitch use to fuck with got a brother. That nigga be with these GBG niggas. They ass from somewhere, I don't know... but they just recently slid on this side of town not too long ago." Trey said with his elbows now propped on his knees looking at me for a response.
"So find yo old bitch and tell her y'all need to have a talk." I responded in a 'duh' manner.
"I'm already on that." Trey said back now leaning back on the couch taking a hit of the blunt.
"Is we sliding orrr.. the fuck we doing?" Wayne interrupted gettin up from the couch. He stopped in his tracks and looked towards the stairs, smirking at the sight in front of him.
"Baby I'm hungry.." Destiny said coming down the stairs. I got off the couch and walked over to her and why the fuck did Wayne get to walking over to her with me? I stopped to look at him like the dumb ass he is.
"Nigga, the fuck Is you doing?" I asked looking at him dumb.
"She say she hungry, I'm finna feed her some chocolate." Wayne responded looking at me like he was being serious. I looked at Rell who looked at me as I looked at Trey then back at Wayne.
"Shorty getcho bitch ass on before I make an example, fuck wrong withchu nigga?" I argued while mushing the fuck out this nigga face. Nigga remedial or sum? Fuck wrong with dude?
"Damn shorty I was fucking wit you." Wayne said laughing and backing up with his hands up now.
"Shorty you tweakin, why you playing?" Trey said laughing easing the blunt to his mouth.
"Right, fuck on." I annoyingly agreed continuing my walk over to Tiny still on the stairs. Who the fuck told her come downstairs anyway, mu'fucka did the opposite of what the fuck I said to do and Wayne ass the exact reason why I said what the fuck I said to this girl.
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DESTINY
Since Tyree left the room to go downstairs, I spent about 20 minutes scrolling down Facebook and seen all the posts about Nelli getting shot. I began to tear up because this shit was never suppose to happen, like at all. 'How' and 'for what' was the only questions going through my head. I hope somebody figure some shit out because this shit is foul as hell and affected more people than I thought.
