I screamed in agony as I hit the floor like a log. THIS MF shot me in my knee. THIS shit gutted like fuck.
I was breathing so hard my chest felt like it was gonna burst. My whole pants were soaked in blood. I looked at mont. "NIGGA hurry up and take me out my misery" I told him "do what you gone do; hurry up and get this shit over with damn" I winced in pain. I wasn't going out like no bitch; begging to have mercy on me. If you gone kill me then nigga kill me. No time for the small talk.
"It don't work like that, I call the shots; NIGGA you don't get to choose when you die"
My eyes started to water, not because I was Bouta cry; naw I ain't no bitch. But they was forcibly coming out.
"Man come on now, you crying? Yeah imma just take you out ur misery now" he said as he pointed the gun at my head
PPPPOOOOOOWWWWWW
Everything was on slow motion after that. I felt the heat and warm liquid on my face something mushy was all over my chest. I open my eyes and see my ex-bestfriends lifeless body laying there on the ground.
I looked up focusing my eyes because my vision was a little blurry.
It was Jaz standing by the door holding a smoking gun right before everything went black.
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Streets Talk
Fiksi UmumMike && 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???
