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Gazzy Garcia 18 years old "Esketiiiit."
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Omar Pineiro 18 years old
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Zion Vanterpool 19 years old
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STOKELEY This shit it just feel up my entity Made me just feel like my enemy I might just turn into my inner beast Know we tote choppers, we in the street You niggas got fucked up energy Come on big dawg , Where you wanna meet?
I blasted as I parked in Omar's driveway. Turning off the ignition, I layed my head on the wheel. I'm not mad at him. I'd never get mad at Jah. He's my nigga. In just mad at the fact that he's only telling me now.
I should've known since I've never seen him with any girl. I mean he could've told me!! I would've been there with him through it all. I'll still be there for him. How long has he known? I cut my thoughts off.
I pulled my head off the wheel and got out the car. Sighing , I closed my door and walked up to Omar's porch. I knocked on the door. No answer. I opened the door and right there, on the couch, Gazzy was slurping on Omar's dick with Omar under him and Omar's hands on Gazzy's ass.
"Oh SHIT!" I exclaimed and closed the door quickly as Gazzy fell off Omar's pitbull looking ass. I stood out there for about 5 minutes, contemplating on knocking on the door or walking to my car and driving off. I chose the first one. I knocked-much louder this time. Omar answered, smiling sheepishly.
"Stoke-------." " You ain't tell me you gay too?!" I interrupted. "I'm so sorr---" I interrupted him again, but this time in a hug. "Nigga shut that shit up. We're cool." He hugged back. "Thank you, Stinkley. I appreciate it." I nodded, chuckling. He let me into the house and I sat on a separate couch, opposite Gazzy and him. Gazzy looked like nothing happen. As if I didn't catch him gagging on Omar's dick.
I sighed looking down at my lap. "So what's the matter Stoke? You didn't just cockblock for nothing. Did you?" Gazzy questioned.
I looked up. "Jah's gay." "Finally!!" They yelled in unison. "Wait, What? Ya'll knew?!" Omar scoffed. "Everyone knows! Practically the whole gang is gay!" I gasped. Gazzy looked smug. "You up in here gasping, acting all surprised when you'd clap Jahseh's chee---" Omar's hand clasped onto Gazzy's mouth. I choked on air, making him giggle.
As I was practically dieing, Zion walked in the room, fixing his pants. "STOKELEY? Nigga when you arrived?" Glizzy asked. "About 15 minutes ago." Gazzy answered. "Oh okay, well what got you coughing up an Ebola storm?"
I had calmed down and was about to answer when Gazzy beat me to it. "Jah told him." He said smirking. Why he smirking so much.
"Oh shit, really?" Zion asked plopping next to me. I nodded.
"How you feel about it?" He questioned, getting all serious. "I'm mad. Not at him...just that he took this much time to tell me. I mean, I'm his best friend! For gods sake. I feel mistreated, we tell each other everything . I know it's not easy but he could've tried. It could've been us against the world . Not him against the world. Imagine what he had to go through to keep it a secret from his best friend. Me asking about all these girls, making him feel guilty. So...yeah, I feel like he doesn't trust me." I expressed looking over at him.
Zion nodded and put his hand on my shoulder. "Stokeley, he does. He does trust you. He probably didn't want to lose you or seem like a burden to you. He loves yo hefty ass." They all broke into a fit of laughter. "Ya'll gon stop calling me names. Thank you, Zion." I grinned. "OKAY, that's it. Ya'll go, I gotta catch on some sleep. Tell Jah I'll catch him tomorrow and that I love him. Now everyone...GO!!" He yelled dragging us out the house and slamming the door closed.
"To Jah's!!!" Omar yelled. "Shut yo dog breath up." Me and Glizzy mugged him going over to the car.
(20 minutes after) We're finally at Jah's. It felt like an hour with Omar's ass singing off-key to the radio. I get mad over again as I open the door. We walk Into the house seeing Jahseh cuddled up to Nick. I mugg them but my face goes soft as I see his cheeks wet.
He stares back with fear written all over his face. They all watch as I walk closer to Jahseh, making him stand up, off Nick.
We're inches apart each other. I frown as I watch a tear glide down his right cheek, not only that but his hands are shaking. I open my arms and he dives in, instantly letting out a sob.
I wrap my arms around him. "I'm sorry, Jah. I am so sorry, Jahseh." I whisper and he wraps his arms around my waist, his head in my chest. I really am.
