Lmfao y'all don't wanna read my book no more bc Stoke said he don't like Jah😭I'm sorry. I can't control Stokeley, he's stupid.
Please don't stop reading my book, I love you 😭
There will be trigger warning for people who are easily triggered.
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Jefferey
I don't know who Stokey, Smokey, Shoebox, Stokly, whatever the fuck Jahseh says his name is, but that nigga was never his boyfriend.
I was always who Jahseh was with. Jahseh is mine. My property. I OWN Jahseh.
I escorted Jahseh into the place. It cleaned it up a bit since the last time I saw him, other than the bloody walls, vomit, fecal matter, cocaine and dirty heroine needles, which only god knows if it's really heroine or not, the place is definitely clean enough for Jah and him company. I don't know, Shayaa be in and out, bringing prostitutions and sex workers here every other night, age varying, I don't know if we're the only ones. I'm barely in the rooms.
Shayaa brings in the others, one by one, there's no couch, no comfort. So they're all just gonna have to sit, sleep, eat, drink etc, off the floor.
"Why are you doing this?" Jahseh says. I toss him on the floor, Shayaa brining everyone in and shoving them on the floor in front of me.
"Because. You ran away from home." I said simply. Shayaa removes the blindfolds off of their faces, but not removing their restraints off of their wrists and ankles. Nick, Michael were the only ones awake.
"Cordae. Cordae!" Nick calls over to his brother who's unconscious, or so I think he's unconscious. "Is he dead? What did you do?" Jahseh says angrily at Shayaa.
"Relax, he's asleep. The other nigga is too." Shayaa says flicking their faces playfully.
"Jefferey, what is wrong with you, man? You're fucking crazy." Michael shouts at me.
Shayaa immediately pulls out his gun and points it at Michael's temple,
"You better watch your tone, Mike. I'm especially angry with you, I told you to lure Jahseh to me, instead you break his heart." I explained.
"You set me up?" Jahseh shouted, shifting his body at Michael. Michael didn't respond, he just sighed.
"Yes, Jahseh. I told him where to meet you, where you are most of the time, where you work, where you live. I told him to talk to you, do anything there is to like him. Then bring you here to me. Obviously he failed, he backed out when I said that Shayaa is coming to Orlando." I stated. Shayaa's gun still pressed against Michael's temple.
It was silent for a little bit until Jahseh finally spoke,
"So everything was fake? Our relationship? All the love and affection you showed me was a mask? This whole time you were serving this fucking psycho?" Jahseh raises his voice.
"I'm sorry, Jahseh! It was..I wasn't in the right state of mind." Michael said.
"Go to hell, Michael." Jahseh says finally.
I gesture my hand for Shayaa to relax with the gun, "Well! It's good to see everyone is getting along, it makes it better and easier for you to enjoy your stay here."
"I'm not fucking staying here." Nick blurts out.
Jahseh
That type of boldness won't be tolerated around here, Nick saying that can get him hurt, or worse, killed. I could probably get away with it, but in this situation I have to be careful and do as he says. Stockholm Syndrom type shit.
