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Worst Decision

Zye P.O.V.

Damn man, they got cuz. I gotta try to get him outta this. Anyways, im Zye. Well since this my P.O.V. i gotta show out. Well im caramel colored, got Tatts everywhere,  & i got dreads. Bitches love dreads. Im so unresistable. I can get any girl i want. These hoes Trip over me. Everybody call me Zye, but my real name is Zyier. (Pronounced Zy-air). My dreads aint skeet neitha like some of these bums out here. My shit long. Im 20, just turned 20 a week ago, so a niqqa aint old. I got a 1 year old daughter. Her name Brooklynn. Thats my world. She is a daddy's girl. She look just like me. We sexy af. I got her name tatted on my neck & on my back i got her footprints tatted. I be spoilin the shit outta her. She not finna grow up without nun. Ima make sure she straight before i am. Under no circumstances will i leave her life. My baby mama Asia died when she had Brooklynn. Man, i cant believe she gone. Like frl man, she was my first love, & when i found out she was gone, my world crumbled. So i went & got her name tatted on me. Thats dedication. But as for my new girl Tyti, she or nobody can take Asia's place. I love Tyti to death tho. I might be layin up w. hoes sometimes but ion try to frl. They be tempting me. Tyti forgive me every time. I think its time to settle down & only give Tyti my all. Tyti is like Brooklynn's mother figure. My baby loves her some Tyti. I appreciate Tyti for bein in our lives. Drug dealin is what i do. But i cant stop.

Cj P.O.V.

Wassup yall im Cj. Im 19. We gotta try to get Cuz out tho frl. Lemme introduce myself. Im a mixed boy. Yes black & white. My mama white & my dad black. I hate that niqqa. He got step kids that he treat better than me & my brother Slim. Yep we blood brothers. Better than that, WE TWINS. Yep some dope ass twins. People tell us apart cause i got a mole on my left cheek & Slim dont. We both tatted. We got a matchin tatt. We aint never seperatin. Its a red rose with our birth date in roman numerals in the rose & underneath the rose it say "Till death do us part". Slim my bestfriend, aint nobody comin between us. Bros before hoes. Slim & Cj not our real names. My real name is Caleb & Slim's is Chance. Im named after our punk ass dad. Ima junior. Anyways, we got gray eyes & jet black hair. Bitches love us. We got hella swag & make hella paper. Yes, we drug deal. We do what we gotta do to make it.

Slim P.O.V.

Aye. Im Slim. As you already know my real name Chance. & you already know my twin name Cj or Caleb. Well im older than Cj by 2 mins & 15 secs. But people swear Cj would be the oldest cause he much more mature. Ion give no fuck. You gotta live yo life right? Ight yall im out.

Tristan P.O.V.

Man, these mf cops tryna get me to crack. But i aint spillin nun. "So, Mr.Carter, im Detective Woodson. Where were you yesterday night @ about uhhh, lets say 9:27 p.m.?" one baldhead ass cop said. " @ home talkin to my sister about her homecoming the next day." i said confident as hell even though i was lyin. "Have you been anywhere that day & if so, where?". Lemme speak wisely. "I went to the grocery store to buy some milk & cereal for my little sister." i really did tho. "What time was it when you went to the grocery store?" he asked. "About 9:00."  "Where did you go afterwards?"

"Straight home." i say. "Did you come out of the house any other time that day". "Nope." Another detective came in & him & Detective Woodson went to the corner of the room. They was tryna whisper i heard everything they said. "He's not cracking, we gotta budge him cause' i know he's guilty." Dt. Woodson said. "How do you know for sure? You dont have any evidence so we cant keep him." i couldnt do nun but smile. They aint got shit on me!

Zye P.O.V

Me & the Twins roll up to the police station. We park..As soon as we was finna go in there w. this duffel bag of 20 g's ($20,000), Tristan walked out a free man. We hop out the car & walk up too him. "Yea bitch! They aint find me guilty. They cant prove that i did it." he said w. a kool-aid smile. "Thats good, but man we was bouta come bail you out. Aint you glad you got fam like us?" i asked. "Hell yea!" he said. "Lets go man, you needa go & see your sister. She was pretty torn when i talked to her. She could barely get her words out she was cryin so hard." i tell Tristan.

Tristan P.o.V.

I get home from the station. "Trinity?!" i yell. I heard her door swing open & her running downstairs. She jumped on me "Omg, i missed you, dont ever leave

again." she said crying. "I promise sis, i promise i will never leave you again." i said & kissed her forehead. "I would say ewww, but imu." that was funny. "So, how you get them to let you go?" she asked me. "They couldn't prove that i did it." "So why did they come to you outta all people?" " I guess cause the word around town was that me & him had beef." "Ion even care, as long as you home brother." "thanks sis."

Trinity P.O.V.

Im so mf happy my brother home. He means everything to me. "Uhhh, Tristan?". "Wassup Sis?" i paused. My heart poundin. "X is here. He spent the night w. me because i was scared, im sorry." he looked @ me w. a blank face. Just then X came downstairs. "Bae, i need a....." he stopped in his tracks. "Wassup X man. I appreciate you holdin my sis down when i was gone, no hard feelings man." Tristan said. X looked confused asfuck. "No problem man." X said dappin Tristan. Wooo! From the look Tristan gave X when he came down, i thought he was finna beat bae ass! Thank God he didn't.

Zye P.O.V.

Im @ home chillin w. Tyti. We watchin Blue Hill Ave. I fuckin love this movie. Brooklynn upstairs knocked out. We just really gettin into the movie until we hear cryin & chokin. Me & Tyti run upstairs to cut on the light & see throw up everywhere on the floor in Brooklynn's room. She was cryin & spittin up. I pick her up & rush her to the bathroom & pat her back so she can throw up in the toilet. Damn i felt bad. She sick. I run some warm bath water, take her clothes off, & put her in. Tyti was in the room cleaning up. I aint never seen so much throw up come from a little baby. This aint normal. I get done washing her up & get her out & rap a towel around her & carry her to the room & put her Princess & the Frog pj's on. Tyti was puttin new clean sheets on the bed. After that, i laid her down, kissed her goodnight, & went back downstairs. "Damn bae, i wonder why she threw up?" Tyti said. "Idk, probably somethin she ate." In the middle of the movie me & Tyti fell asleep.