After finishing up with my pops. Me and he got an understanding. None of this happened, Me && Mont argued and he moved out of town if my mom ever asked.
I decided to take my ass home. I needed to rest for a few days, all this shit that's been going on feel like a tv show. From the Mexicans, to Danielle and her baby, the situation with mont and Jaz leaving me. Ion think I can take anymore.
When I got to the house, I walked on threw my keys on the kitchen counter. I grabbed a pop and was Bouta walk to the den but I noticed some zebra panties under the steps. I arched my eyebrows to turn my head and seen rose petals spread all over leading to go upstairs. I followed them and when I reached the middle of the steps I noticed it was darker upstairs but there were candles lit every where.
"What the fuck" I mumbled confused on what was going on. Me and Jaz was beefing so I know Themis couldn't be her, or could this be her? Could she have came to her senses and realized she missed me like crazy.
I knew she was mad at me, but why all the romantic shit and I was the one that fucked Up? I shrugged my shoulders and I kept going up the steps.once I got to the top I noticed the lace bra matching the panties I found downstairs. I grinned, laughing to myself. Jaz ain't never did no shit like this.
"Jaz" I called out. I was feeling good, my girl wasn't mad at me. I know I had some making up to do, but fuck all that right now. I opened the bedroom door and more petals were sprinkled on the bed.
"Jaz man quit playin" I called out. I was expecting a reply. But instead I was met with cold steel pressed against the back on my head
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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???
