DAMN....

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TRE

I was sitting on the porch high af just sitting there doing shit....but see my dad and Mr. D running out the door....

PapaT: BOY GET TF UP SHAN RAN AWAY!

I laughed and tried to get up did I mention that I was drinking

PapaT: WTF YOU DRUNK AND HIGH GET IN MY TRUCK!
I tried to get to the truck trying not to fall...time I closed the door my dad sped off...we got to the Kelly's house they jumped out I got out slowly laughing at myself bout to fall...I made it in to a lot of arguing...

DD: TF YOU MEAN SHANNON!

I looked over and saw Dj with a ice package on his face...I burst out laughing..

Shannon: tf wrong with you tre?

I slurred...
Tre: lookin at that nig looking like shit...dammmmnnn who beat your ah?

DJ: Shan....

Shannon: I thought I heard yall up in here fight but it looks like shan won..

DJ: she beat me with her gun and did you tell them who got shan face close to mines....

DD: What he talking about Shannon who hit shan?

Shannon looked at me and so did Dj with a smirk on his face...

PapaT: what they talking bout Tremont?!

I told them about this morning and my dad and shan dad sent a blow to my face damn I think they fist made of bricks...

DD: Do you know where shan could've went Dj?

DJ: No sir...

DD: well I guess she's fine and we'll have to wait on her to return....

Damn.....

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