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"dawg ion even know bruh this shit was random as hell" i paced back and fourth
"well ian talk to mirah since our triple date so i don't know fren" kasani shrugged
"yeah word" deedee said.
ian even gon lie im mad as fuck. For one ian even do nun and shawty was just all up on me now all of sudden she boo'd up with another random nigga
Or is it that sah nigga?
"satan calm yo ass down yall gonna be back cool soon" kasani sighed
"yu right but ion give a fuck she know betta and she wouldn't do dat shit without a reason"
"satan yall is grown she gon do whateva she want regardless its like dat fa everybody" deedee said.
i was just blocking them niggas out at this point. Samirah ain't never do this shit befo and ion know what i did but it's whateva ian gon trip no mo
"aight ill see yall niggas later" i walked off
"wasn't he just mad?" I heard kasani ask deedee from a distance
"that nigga bipolar mama" he responded to her
$$$
"Satan why are you here i thought you had a girlfriend" samantha asked.
she jus a hoe to me nun more
"you tryna give a nigga head or not no question need to be asked"
she opened the door and led me to her room all da way inna back. in her house it was multiple rooms fa her other hoe ass friends who suck dick for a living
soon as i sat down she got to work but i wasn't feelin dat shit today all i could picture was that shit on samirah story
"daddy whats wrong?" samantha asked and that shit turned me off all da way but im coolin
"nun ma get back to work"
"lets do more i wanna spice things up" she smiled
"betta spice shit up with some other nigga cause not me"
"boy don't do dat you know you want this" she pulled her robe off revealing he lace lingerie
"back yo ass up fa i shoot yo ass kutt" i pulled my gun out my pants.
she kept coming closer thinking i was joking she had the wrong one at the wrong time.
"and i been itchin to use dis bitch" i chuckled before cocking it back and shooting her in the chest.
"ama-" she got cut off getting hit with another bullet
i called up my manz to clean the mess fa me and to make sure nobody around heard anything
on the ride back home i felt empty. nobody understood where i was coming from, im confused on what the fuck i did, babymomma laid up and ion got my baby with me.
soon as i said dat azari FaceTimed me.
"Hii dada" she smiled at me.
"Hey mamas wassup?"
"oh nothing i wanted to show you my drawing i made with gam-gam"
looking at her all i could picture was samirah. She looked just like samirah, acted like her and everything about samirah was put into azari body.
"Zari daddy gon call you back ion feel good" i lied, my voice cracked and all as my eyes teared up and she frowned.
