I went to Danielle's house and banged on her door. THIS bitch was gonna pay.
When she opened the door and pushed it open and threw her on the couch. She whined in pain
"BITCH you lucky you still breathing right now. Jaz is gone because you drugged me. She left me and I still don't want yo rat ass; I'm tryna not to kill you, but your really testing me. Why would you have that tape sent to my house." I kicked the table and it shattered to a million pieces
"Im sorry" she cried, placing her hands over her face.
"YOU should be sorry; you did all this for what? YOU thought I was gone be with you? Bitch the baby ain't even mines, it says it's 45%. That means it ain't mines, but I ain't never seen no shit like that"
"Im sorry" she said again, this time she was crying harder than ever.
"Why tf you keep crying for? YOU sorry for fuckin my relationship up? Yeah u should be sorry you worthless bitch" I wanted to kick this hoe in her face while she sat Indian style on the ground.
"I was doing because he told me too. YOU wasn't supposed to never know. YOU was supposed to take care of our daughter, Jaz was supposed to leave you and sign all your businesses over. YOU were supposed to be killed and since Mont was the closest thing, he was supposed to inherit everything in ur name. We were gonna move and be free" she said while looking at me
"YOU stupid bitch"I spat. I grabbed her by the Throat, "YOU just incapable to tell the truth aren't you"
"I swear Mike I'm telling the truth" she cried. And as much as I didn't wanna believe her, something deep down was telling me she wasn't lying. I was confused. Mont? My right hand? My A1? Like no this shit couldn't be happening, everything she was saying was a lie.
"Yeah nigga she telling the truth" I heard somebody say from behind. I looked back and there he was, in the flesh. My bestfriend Mont with a gun pointed at me.
"YOU see this never was supposed to happen, this stupid bitch fucked up the plan. YOU was never supposed to get a DNA. Then you would've found out everything" he spat. I was all confused. Find out what?
"NIGGA wtf are you talkin about" I asked
"We're brother! Yeah blood brothers. We have the same dad"
That was the last thing I heard before he hit me wit the back on the gun knocking me out.
DAMN HOW DID I GET TO THIS POINT
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Ficción GeneralMike && Mont; two childhood buddies graduate and get into the drug game But there are some many twists and turns Who to turn to?? Who's to be trusted???
