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"Suh we cyah be friends?" I asked sounding desperate
"Goodnight rico" she flashed me a smile before going inside
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JOVANNI JOHVANTAE MONTELL | 20
Watching as the car drove up into the driveway I pushed my fully loaded gun into my waist and exit my car
Walking up to his gate I hissed when I didn't remember the password that choppa told me. Tilting my head to the side I squint my eyes to and blowed all over the keypad
Looking at the fingerprints slightly appear I took a pen from my pockets and and pressed each letter
Watching as the heavy metal gate slid open I stepped inside onto his premises and stood in a corner
Looking around my surroundings I spotted five mini cameras pointing towards the gate way, waiting on choppa to get them down I heard my phone ping and smiled
It often puzzle me how as me hear bout killing mi smile and on any normal occasion yuh wouldn't even get fi imagine it
Physcopathic behavior
Taking my gun from my waist I held it at my side and walked up to his front door, knocking on it twice I stood there waiting as I rest my finger on the trigger
Hearing the door lock clicked open, I stood directly behind the door as he pushed it open. Hearing a hiss from him I stepped from behind the door slowly
Hitting him in the side of his head wid the butt of my gun he instantly grabbed something trying to stop himself from falling
Letting him grab me instead he passed out and I quickly pulled him inside and closed the door. Pulling him to the living room I sat him up straight on the sofa
Searching him for weapons I went to the kitchen and searched for a knife instead when I didn't find any
Pulling out the drawers one by one I hissed when I didn't see what I wanted, grabbing a butcher knife instead I went back to the living room
Drawing a small chair I placed it infront of him and took a seat, taking an already made blunt from behind my ears I took my lighters from my pocket and ignited it
Taking the first two puffs I slid down in the seat as I brought my eyes up to him
This a get boring and draw out now
Looking around I saw a half bottle of water beside me, pickin it up I unscrew the corck and poured the rest on him
Opening his eyes instantly he held the side of his head as he groaned, meeting eyes with me he quickly reached for his waist and I pointed my gun at him
"Move and yuh dead"
Hearing him chuckled humorously I kept my face straight as I took another draw from my weed
