Downfall. (Urban)

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Omniscient

Dietrick rubbed Justice's face with his eyes closed, half asleep.

Justice was wide awake beneath him.

"Dee" She mumbled softly.

He brushed his lips against her cheek before kissing it, and rolling over, assuming that she wanted to get up.

She climbed ontop of him, and her hand sunk down into his boxers.

Dietrick groaned deeply and it made his throat vibrate.

He flipped them back over before getting up to go use the bathroom.

"Check on the bitch for me, J"

Dietrick left the door open while he peed, and Justice sucked her teeth at the fact that she got curved.

She got the key to the room, and unlocked the door and cut on the light.

Alora was wide awake, sitting in the dark with a smile on her face.

"The hell? Are you a devil?" Justice asked.

"That nigga don't even love you. And yo dumbass just let him bring any kinda bitch up in here? Dumbass"

"Okay" Justice dismissed her, not caring for what she had to say.

"I'm trying to help you out. Yeah, the nigga fine, but you just in-house pussy"

Dietrick did fuck up, but he was changed. And if he wasn't changed, then he was changing.

He walked into the room, and Alora sunk her teeth into her lip. Biting hard as she admired his abs.

"Let me hit her, man" Justice scowled.

"Nah, apparently she supposed to get handled soon"

"Why would you do this shit in your own home? You must not know what the word barrier or seperation means" Alora rolled her eyes.

"You better be lucky I got'cho fuckin' back"

Nobody ever lived to see what 'I got your back' meant.

"You gotta have the dumbest girlfriend" Alora shook her head. "She let you do whatever the fuck you want"

Dietrick pushed Justice out of the room before cutting off the light and leaving himself. "I just came to see if you was alive, I ain't wanna stay for conversation"

Justice eyed Dietrick as he locked the door again.

She started to talk. "Alora-"

"I don't give a damn about what she had to say. You aint say nothing before so don't say shit now cause some bitch made you feel insecure. I don't feel like hearing it today, A- Justice"

"I swear I can't stand yo ass. Don't fuckin' call me"

"Shit, fuck you. You been annoying me lately, anyways" Dietrick shrugged and went back into his room.

"Okay, so what you tryna do about it?" Justice called after him.

He emerged a few minutes later, carrying her bag of packed up shit.

Dietrick opened the front door, and tossed her shit out onto the porch, and it rolled down the steps. "Bye, Justice. Go home"

"So you can-"

"You always talkin' bout some bitches that I'm not fuckin'. At this point, I should go back to doing it cause you don't never do shit about it anyways"

"Fuck you" Justice stepped outside, and grabbed a pair of her pants from out the bag and put them on.

Alora had gotten inside of her head too easily.

And Dietrick was too stressed to actually think about what was happening.

He really had a lot of shit going on, and Justice wasn't helping.

"Nah, fuck Evelyn, and Switch, and Lanisha and all those other bitches whose name I don't remember"

He slammed the door, and went back into his room.

Justice tossed her bag into her car. "Don't fuck with that nigga Dietrick. All the hoes be calling him Trick daddy and shit. Get with somebody who ain't in them streets"

Did Justice listen though? Absolutely not.

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Dietrick looked down at the makeup that covered his tattoo covered arms while he sat in the interrogation room.

"I got arrested, and I wasn't given an explanation as to why"

"Where were you when Reeze Jones was murdered?"

"Are you serious? I didn't even know that Reeze died. It was today?" He tried to sound like he was deeply affected by it.

"Four days ago. Around three thirty in the afternoon"

Dietrick sat there for a moment, and put his head into his hands. "I mean - I mean I know that he ain't answer his phone when I called him. . .but dead? I'm sorry, but can I have a moment?"

He sniffed and wiped his tears. "I can't believe this shit"

"Where. Were. You. When. Reeze. Got. Killed?"

"I was at the auto shop"

"Lies. You quit working there two weeks ago. To have your little fun in the streets? Who do you work for?" He leaned forward, and another man sitting in the back sat up a little straighter.

Somebody from the DEA.

"The people who own the shop are like family to me. I borrowed some money from them to pay some bills"

"How were you able to secure a brand new house if you were unable to pay the bills?"

"That was before I quit. I don't want to be a mechanic forever. I want to open a restaurant or something. Something I can pass down to my daughter"

"How sweet. Why do you need two houses in your name? One for 'trapping'?"

"Me and my girlfriend were arguing-"

"About drugs" The guy nodded his head.

"Why would we argue about drugs? Like I was saying, me and my girlfriend were arguing because I cheat a lot and shit. Things got out of hand and I hit her, and I left so we could get our space"

"Beat the bitch up, huh? Are you looking at an assault charge?"

"It was just a light smack. She hit me harder than that sometimes"

He knew better than to get upset about them calling her out of her name.

"Sure"

"We can stop talking about my girlfriend now. I don't know who Reeze hung out with, so I am unable to assist you in any way. Good luck. Find out who killed my brother man, just please let me know"

The other officer, who had been quiet the entire time nodded his head lightly.

Boss was cutting him a check too.

We didn't play about snitches.

I always had their backs.

"Tell me, do thugs like you-"

"I'm not a thug. Please don't label me, or sterotype me, putting me in that category. I have no reason to sell drugs, as I have a daughter. I plan on being in her life until God himself decides it's my time to go"

"You're free to go" The accusational officer sighed, realizing that he wasn't getting anywhere.

The guy looked like he didn't have the capability to do anything, but anybody close to him had to come in for questioning. It was protocol.

Dietrick stepped out of the police station. "Dumb ass mothafuckas" He smiled, and went to go meet up with boss.

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