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The start of pain
Picture of Tyron above

POV- Armiyah

I wasn't really sure how to feel right now. Everything was just great everyone was having fun, and now someone is dead. Not just any someone, one of the most important people in my life. How could they take away someone so important to me, had he every wronged them? I would doubt it. Now here I am...sitting next to his corpse after everyone ran off except for Donte and Sunny. All these people at his party, people who called themselves his "friends".

"Miyah get up. He's gone man..." Donte said mournfully.

I still sat there emotions not attending my body only thought. Thoughts of why or how? And on his 17th birthday bash. Now I've seen people get shot many times, never so close to home though. These thoughts are going to be the death of me, maybe even someone else if I cant get it together.

" Get up please man the police on the way mah." Sunny said without any emotion in his voice. Not that he ever tried to convey any in the first place.

Its like I hear them, but its not processing through my head. I feel someone try to pick me up. Now I'm in play.

"Getcho mother fucking hands off me, If I wanna sit there let me sit. I need to figure this shit out too. Give me time." I yelled, since his death 20 or so minutes ago. I finally felt emotion. Now I know what I feel. Now I know what I want.

"Listen Mah, you can figure it out later the EMTs are here they have been for a while. You cant be there while they picking him up." Sunny spoke again to me, this time I'm looking at him. This time I can see he's hurting man. I wonder how Donte feels.

I walk over to him after hugging Sunny, he doesn't look to good either. I mean how could he, our bond brother just got shot while his was talking to him. Things like this cannot happen for no reason.

POV-Domingo aka Sunny's

Why? That's all I want to know. He was basically family to me, my bond brother. As everyone else was concerned he was blood to me. Not just me... but Donte and Miyah too. I know this is truly hurting Armiyah inside, I know it is. They were always so close. When her parents didn't want her, his moms took her in. She's been living with them since she was six years old. I remember that day like no other. I always had a crush on her, even after all the girls I have fucked someting about her is different. And I know what it is too... She's smart and compassionate. She always cared about me even as a kid she always loved seeing me, even when I made fun of her trying to be cool. But know isn't the time to think about my love for her.

"We are going to need you all, down at the station for questioning. Please comply, as of now anyone who attened this gathering is a suspect." said some fat ass black lady cop.

Its show time now, but I'm still trying to figure out why.

POV- Donte

We arrived at the precinct. It's colder than a bitch in here, I know my sister is cold too seeing by what she is wearing. Its also stank as fuck in here. They walking us to the back, to ask us stuff about what happened. Why would they interrogate me after my brother dies? Heifer ass policemen or policewomen who resemble men.

They seperated us into different rooms. I feel conflicted right now. I wanna speak to them for justice, but I hate the police for every wrong doing they have laid upon my young 17 years of living.

"State your name, son." said a man-ish looking female officer, her name thing said OFC. Porter

"My name is Dontavius Butler. But while we are here please call me Donte it would be much appreciated Officer Porter." I said as nicely as I could phantom right now.