Downfall. (Urban)

18 (Update #2)

Just cause the book started with Dietrick, doesn't mean that it will end with him too. Just read and see.
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Omniscient

Dacian sat at his desk and messed with his gun.

"Ayo, Dac"

"What, nigga?" He called.

"We got a situation"

Dacian sighed. "And y'all trained to handle said situations so handle it"

He wasn't even slightly worried, because he knew what his team was capable of. 

Brittany climbed onto his lap, and rubbed her hand against his face. "You're so handsome, Dac"

He kissed her wrist, and she blushed.

"Hello?" Alora sucked her teeth. "I would prefer for you not to fuck"

Dac kissed Brittany just to annoy his sister. "You heard her?"

Gunshots rang out, and he didn't even flinch. He just rubbed on B's thighs.

"So you said it was Boss?"

Dacian hated calling that nigga Boss, because he was no boss of his, but that was the mothafucka's name.

"Yes, but don't hurt Dietrick"

"And who the fuck is Dietrick?" Dacian scowled at the thought of his little sister getting comfortable with some nigga.

Some nigga that he was in competition with.

"I don't know, I just know that his name is Dietrick. I don't know his address, but I know where he lives"

Alora in fact, didn't know where he lived because he had sold both of his homes right after Justice died.

But it wasn't hard for Dacian to come up with an address. It never was.

Alora didn't feel the least bit sorry about killing Justice either.

Just another victim.

"And who is this Dietrick to you?" Dacian questioned, already getting ready to kill the nigga that he knew nothing about personally.

Somehow, Alora had managed to catch feelings for Dietrick. Like a fool.

Too bad, she didn't realize that she had met a dead end because she was unaware of Dietrick's current state.

Brittany's panties slid off, and Dac rubbed on her clitoris like the disrespectful being that he was.

"Oh shit, Dac" She whined.

Alora stood straight up. "Nasty mothafuckas" She went out into the gunfire.

Dac picked Brittany up and sat her on the desk before pulling down his boxers and stroking himself first before sliding into her.

"Ooo, shit." She threw her head back, as Dacian fucked her.

She wrapped her legs around his back, and closed her eyes.

The door busted open, and Brittany got shot right in the back of the head.

Dacian pulled out and let her go and her body dropped to the left.

"The fuck you do that for, Sahri?"

Sahri marched right up to him, and slapped him right on his raw dick.

He winced, and she did it again. "You keep fuckin' with these hoes and you think I'm playin' wit'cho ass. We done, nigga"

"Sahri, you know-" She popped him in the mouth, and he scowled. "Alright"

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Queen sat ontop of Trick's lifeless body, and occupied herself by shoving generic brand chips from the cafeteria in her mouth.

She would cry at first when she realized that Dietrick would not interact with her, but she had just grown used to it now.

Whenever Lanisha told her that they were going to visit him, she ran around the house all day, tiring herself out before she saw her father.

Then she would lay with him and do exactly what he did. Sleep.

Queen picked up Dietrick's thumb, and put it in her mouth.

"Babygirl, don't put his thumb in your mouth"

Queen turned around, and gave her a look that read, 'Bitch, please. This my daddy'

Lanisha sighed and let her be.

Queen placed a chip on his forehead, and waited for his reaction.

When he didn't react, she took the chip back and ate it herself.

Her small hand ran down her father's face, and she yawned before looking at her mother.

Lanisha got up to check Dietrick for bed sores, which were ulcers caused by prolonged pressure on the skin.

Like laying down in the same position for too long.

"Queenie, daddy has to be put on his back now. You'll hurt him if you lay on him"

She broke out into a sob, and reached for her mother, wanting to go home because she couldn't lay on her father's chest.

Lanisha kissed Dietrick on his cheek, and pressed Queen's cheek to his cold lips.

"Mwah" Nisha made a kissing sound. "Say bye bye, Queenie"

Queen sniffed, and folded her fingers down so that they slapped against her small palm, forming her farewell.

"You'll be fine, baby. Promise" Nisha gave her a bottle, and she snatched it greedily before throwing her head back and drinking like she hadn't just had something to drink thirty minutes prior.

Dietrick had gotten shot twice right near his heart, once in the shoulder, and once in the kidney.

Dietrick had to have his kidney removed, and he wasn't in the clear. Not even close.

His chances of survival were slim, and he would more than likely, never make a full recovery.

But Nisha had hope. Not for her own selfish reasons, but for Queen.

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