Jazz: really mark...

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it's been two longs week and I still haven't talk to kola I missed my bestfriend so much. I didn't know why she wasn't talking to me I hope it wasn't cause I told her about me and cash. I kept looking at my iPhone hoping I would see her name pop on the screen. I was laying in bed when mark walked in angry. Babe what's wrong?I said looking at him. He didn't answer me he just kept walking back and forth across the room. Something was definitely up. Babe I asked you what's wrong. This shit is crazy niggas telling meek me and my crew shot him. What! I said jumping up. Yeah meek came up to me today. What the fuck u mean he came up to u? What the fuck is going on mark? I said. That's what the fuck I'm saying I thought we was cool ain't Neva had no problem with that nigga. I looked into his face I wanted to know if he was lying or not. Mark please tell me you didn't fucking shoot meek I said. He looked at me. Hell naw I ain't shoot him why would u fucking ask me that he said angrily. Oh my god this is why my only bestfriend haven't call or text me I felt tears slip from my eyes kola was my bestfriend, my Sista i knew this was probably the end of us.

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