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ᴅɪꜱᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ: ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱʜɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ꜰᴏᴜʟ
I never thought my own best friend would snake me like that. Bitches fall in love and lose all sense. Actin' brand-new like we ain't been down since day one.
Me and Nalani? We used to jump for each other, no questions asked. Somebody came for her, I stepped up. Somebody came for me, she handled it. But now? Now that it's between me and Amare? That loyalty disappeared.
The bitch stood there and watched. Watched me get my ass beat like I was just some random off the street. She didn't do shit. Not one move.
But it's cool. I got my lick back.
"You think she gon' fall for it?" Khalil asked, lighting up a blunt and passing it my way.
I hit it, exhaling slow. "Hell nah. She don't even fuck with niggas. He not gonna work. We gotta go deeper—get her jumped, laced, or... raped," I said coldly, like I meant every word.
Khalil's grin stretched across his face, wicked as hell. "Why not all three?"
I paused for a second, then nodded. "Yeah. Fuck it. All three."
He chuckled, taking the blunt back. "What you wanna do about Amare, though?"
I tapped my nails against my thigh, thinking. Then I smirked. "Nah, don't touch her. Make Nalani pay. Fuck her up so bad, Amare feels every second of it. Make her regret ever picking sides."
His grin widened, and he leaned forward, his eyes shining with that dangerous energy I'd seen too many times. "Kill her?"
I shot him a glare. "Nigga, no. That's still my fucking friend. The fuck is wrong with you?"
He shrugged like I was the crazy one. "Aight, no killing. But we still gotta make it hurt."
He paused, then leaned back like he was plotting his next move in chess. "Tomorrow, at Azariyah's party, when shit starts slowing down, we set 'em up. Tell 'em about some fake-ass afterparty. Get 'em to roll through, pour up some drinks, lace that shit. My boys'll be waiting. They snatch both their asses up, take 'em somewhere quiet. We do whatever we gotta do to Nalani. Make Amare watch it all. Let her see every single thing happen and know she can't do shit about it."
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