Armani
"Fuck" Armani moaned, feeling a finger go inside of her.
Armani been taking this situation hard. Her & her sister no longer talk, Mari just died, Draco just disappeared, & Mazi doesn't talk to anyone anymore.
She doesn't have nobody.
She misses Alam, more than anything. Though, they wasn't together for that long she never had anyone to care for her as she felt Alam did.
Feeling him go down on her, she wasn't enjoying it. "Ok stop,stop" Armani moved his head, making him stop.
"Whats wrong?" Peyton asked.
"Im just tired, I dont feel like it right now." Armani got up. Alaina was with Riah today.
"Armani you been on some nut shit lately." Peyton scoffed, "Im just tired. I promise its nothing."
"What? Its another nigga? You miss that dead nigga? What the fuck is it?" He got closer to her.
"Peyton im single." Armani scrunched her face up, backing away from him.
"Ide but you be up under me like you not, if its another nigga Armani, on my brother ill dip" Peyton said.
Being interrupted by Riah calling Armani, "Maniii" Riah voice came thru the phone, "Hey Riah" Armani walked outta the room, going into to kitchen.
"I wanna go to the club, I been so cooped up in the house." Riah layed down, "Anddd whos gonna watch my baby?" Armani tilted her head.
"We'll find a babysitter." Riah said, "I just miss my man." Riah eyes filled with tears. "I know baby." Armani stared at the phone, she felt so bad for Riah, because she been thru the same thing.
"I be tryna do li shit so he dont cross my mind, but its so hard Armani." Riah finally broke down, "I literally been drinking everyday."
Armani stayed silent. She didn't know what to say, Rj,Draco,Mari,Mazi and Rakari were the reasons she got over Alams death; since half the guys are gone, Riah has nobody to heal her.
"Im sorry Mani"Riah wiped her face, "I be just thinking about him sometimes & im so pissed off. Its like the detectives arent even trying."
"Oh yeah, what'd they say?" Armani asked, "They keep adding bodies to him, saying its gang affiliated like thats a reason to murder somebody." Riah stood up, stretching.
"Just hire a private one." Armani suggested, "Mani, ive put so much money into this shit Im losing hope. My baby already dead at this point fuck it." Riah mumbled, making Armani heart drop.
"Riah don't talk like that."
"Mani but its true. Theyon give a damn about Rj,Rakari,Alam, or Romari. I just cant keep living my life ithinking they're actually gonna find the people that murdered him. If they actually gave a fuck they would've found who murdered Alam."
Sighing, realizing what Riah was saying was true. Especially because they been tried to lock the boys up, but never had enough evidence.
"Ima call you back tho mani" Riah said before hanging up. Sighing before getting going to see what Peyton was doing, he was playing the game in the living-room so she went and sat inner with him.
"Peyton," Armani said quietly, making him turn his head toward her. "Im sorry, sometimes i dont be the best person for you but I promise its not personal".
Peyton turned back around, not responding. Peyton actually loved Armani, he loved how she carried herself; but he doesn't feel the same love.
Armani stared at the ceiling for a minute before getting on her phone, seeing someone posted something about a shooting.
Draco
Pouring another shot of Lunazul before getting up, "I miss y'all bruh" Draco stared at the 4 tombstones. Feeling tears start to drip from his eyes before going back to his car.
Staring out the window before grabbing a bottle of Teremana off his floor.Downing it, grabbing his half drunken sprite as a chaser.
Letting his thought run wild,Draco felt no reason to live anymore. He was hurt. He was depressed. He wanted nothing more than to have his brothers back.
Though, he had Mazi, Mazi doesn't talk to anyone anymore. Not even Armani. He had no one.
Draco couldn't stay strong anymore.
Feeling his eyes get low & dark. Grabbing his gun off his waist band,
"Please forgive me," Draco repeated 3 times before bringing the gun toward his temple.
Feeling tears stream from his face before pulling the trigger.
