Omniscient
Keenon exhaled the chronic smoke through his nostrils as he watched Dre through his squinted eyes, making his way to his truck and hopping in. So many things were running through Keenon's head as he watched this nigga leave his fiancé crib. He licked his dry lips as his leg shook violently.
"She back to her old habits.", he said out loud to himself as he passed the blunt to one of his homeboys, Trey that sat in the passenger side of his whip.
"I thought you said she stopped that ho shit bro." Trey asked through his glassy eyes that was low from the third blunt they've smoked.
"Apparently not. Then she wonders why I do the shit that I do. A nigga tries to do right, and she do this fuck shit again."
"So, what we gon do bout this nigga. Aint he some rapper. He looks like that nigga from NWA."
"He is that nigga from NWA." Keenon confirmed, looking over at Trey dark skinned face. "That's Dre nigga. I wanna know how the fuck he know Kiyanne."
"Everyone knows Kiyanne bro." Trey stated.
Keenon cut his eyes at Trey who shrugged his shoulders. He was right. Everyone did know Kiyanne. She was out there in the streets, although she tried to play innocent and victim. The bitch had issues. Sure, she was uppity, and her mother was a trick at some point in time in her life, but so was Kiyanne. Using her good looks to get what she wanted.
He heard all these things about Kiyanne but didn't care. He wanted to love her, and he had to have her. Keenon was head over heels for Kiyanne until she displayed her true colors. Baby girl was money hungry and he knew it, which is why he cashed out on Kiyanne every chance he got. Did that stop her from doing her thing? Hell Nah. She cheated, lie, stole from Keenon on multiple occasions and didn't suffer any consequences.
The one time he cheated, Kiyanne was not having it and that was the first time he indeed stalls off on her, after she tried to stab him. These are things that Kiyanne tends to keep in the dark and Keenon tries to see past it because of the deep love he has for this girl.
But he refuses to sit here and be played for the umpteenth time like some sucka ass nigga.
"So, what you wanna do bro?" Trey said to Keenon, while passing the blunt back.
"It aint much to do. I do wanna follow this nigga but what good that gon do?" Keenon questioned.
Keenon studied Dre's license plate numbers and put the car into drive and began to slowly pull off. He was furious but decided against going to Kiyanne door, since her mother and her ol dude just pulled in the yard a few moments after Dre pulled off. Nothing is making sense to Keenon. He had so many unanswered questions; How the fuck does Kiyanne know Dre? And what the fuck is he doing coming out of her house? And more importantly the night she disappeared, how did she get back to Compton?
Keenon cared for the girl, but now he's second questioning the engagement ring he gave to Kiyanne. She has potential to be wifey but at the rate she going, this vicious cycle they call love is gonna come to an end. Soon.
"I know he be with E." Trey spoke as he looked out the window.
"Who E? which E?"
"Nigga, that nigga Eazy. He be with Knoccout and shit."
"Fuck you implying? I aint bout to go over there with dem Nutty Blocc niggas." Keenon said as he focused on the road.
"Aint Knoccout fuckin with yo cousin?"
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Illusion : A Dr.Dre Fan Fiction ( Completed )
Fanfictionil·lu·sion iˈlo͞oZHən/ noun a thing that is or is likely to be wrongly perceived or interpreted by the senses. Just when she thought she was incapable of escaping her soon to be Fate ... The unthinkable happen ... or does it ? ( Completed. 8.21.2018...