𝘈𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 -

38.[ tell him i love him]

"i'll do the honors" i grabbed the tube walking towards ayo. "didn't really know you, so yeah you can go first"

"mann get the fuck back" he struggled yanking his body in the chair. "lol you won't get out i went to knot camp, bitch imma champ in that rope looping shit"

hi grabbed his face he yanked his face side ways. "come on bitch, it's not that hard hold ya face still!"

"got me fucked up" i pulled out my knife placing it against his bare stomach. "i told you this was a painless procedure but you wanna make it difficult"

i pushed the knife into his stomach twisting it. "see you might die but that's non of my business" i connected the tubes onto his nose and mouth flicking the switch cutting the machine on.

the blue gas flowed though the tubes into his mask. his eyes slowly closed.

"keke y-you crazy" i turned around to look at taymor. "oh i know" i said walking towards him.

"umm keke? we gotta problem" i rolled my eyes then looked at my guard. "what?"

"nahmir just stabbed kevin" i pinched my forehead. "ok.ill be back taymor" i said looking at him smirking

"take ya time baby"

i walked out the room into the hall. then i saw blood everywhere. then gun shots.

"what in the actual fuck?!"

"HE GOTTA GUNN!!!" when i surface the second floor. i saw nahmir with blood all over him and a gun to his head.

"nahmir?" he turned around to look at me. "what's going on?" i asked calmly.

he closed his eyes tightly. "h-he tried to rape me" he said referring to kevin

dumb ass 🤦🏽‍♀️

"s-so i stabbed him then took his gun and shot him 5 times" he said smiling. i stepped towards him slowly. " ok. give me the gun"

he shook his head "no. i want to die. there's no use for me here. no one wants to love me unconditionally!"

"think about teo. he loves you" he started to cry. "i love him too. a little too much for my weak heart." he looked at me . "tell him i love him" he released the gun but it didn't go off it clicked

he opened his and started to cry harder. i got closer to him and grabbed his arm taking the gun from him pulling him into a hug.

he just cried. "it's ok i'm here" i said rubbing his back

thank god our hand guns gave a limit to only 5 bullets. i did not want to delivery that message