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KENTRELL D. GAULDEN 𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝟸𝟼𝚝𝚑, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟹 " NBA YOUNGBOY "
Kentrell sat alone in his large mansion, the walls closing in on him. The voices in his head had been loud today, a chaotic mess that he struggled to silence. He held his head, pulling at his free forms, hoping it would keep him distracted from what the voices were saying. But they were relentless, overlapping whispers that drowned out his thoughts and left him exhausted.
They had gone away when she was there with him. But she was gone now, so they took advantage and haunted him every single day since. 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘭. 𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. A voice hissed.
𝘚𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘵, another chimed in, more insistent.
He pressed his palms to his temples, trying to block them out. He needed to think, needed to find a way to save Kamari. He knew she was in trouble, he could feel it deep in his soul. But the voices made it hard to focus, to see a way forward.
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘩. "Mo-Montana." Kentrell called throughout the house, stuttering as his head pounded in the palm of his hand.
