THUG INK

no promises(part 3)

Chapter 34: no promises(Part 3)

"Get in the tub and ill go get the milk from the fridge." Aron told Pablo as he rushed out of the bathroom down the hall to the kitchen. He placed his phone on the counter and grabbed two milk galloons. He heard a noise from the kitchen door window and stared out of it for a few seconds before just running back to the bathroom. He thought maybe he was tripping because of Pablo scaring him just a few minutes ago outside talking about enemies and shit.

He turned into the bathroom and seen a naked Pablo laying in the tub on his back with his dick/third leg laying across his left thigh. His jawdropped and he asked, "Why are you Naked!?!?"

"My clothes aint about to smell like fucking Milk. Come on! My fucking eyes are on fire." He winced as Aron popped the top off and laughed, "You are so fucking dramatic. Shut up!" Aron poured the milk down his face on his eyes as he exhaled, "Fuckkk that feels goood..." Aron watched as the milk poured down his body and he exhaled, "I should have just let your eyes burn out of your skull. I dont know why I am here helping you after you pulled a gun on me and my friends and threatened our lives."

"Listen people on follow by fear or respect. And in my lifetime..fear gets the job done most of the time." Pablo confessed.

"And your own sister? Like really thats messed up." Aron added as he placed the jug down and he winced, "Its still hurting a bit. Pour the next one." He grabbed the next jug and started pouring as Pablo jumped back into the conversation.

"Stevie knows deep down I wont hurt her. See her parents couldnt have children so they adopted this 12 year old Foster Kid. 2 years later they was blessed with Stevie. They never treated me differently and they are the only ones that ever got love from me. God took them away from us and I only have her left-she is the only reason I live for. If she ever leaves this earth...the streets will run blood. I will go on a complete war path."

"And what will that solve?" Aron asked him.

"Somethings you do dont always need a solution. We have all done things with no good outcome but we did it simply because we wanted too." He spoke to Aron and just as he finished the jug Pablo said, "Fuck! That feels better. Imma shower and then ill drive you back. You can join me if you want."

"Its okay. Ill be out front waiting for you..dont be longgg."!I snapped. I walked out and headed down the hall and grabbed my phone from the counter. I checked my messages and great Cordell havent replied to me yet. I have more time to stall. Suddenly, Pablo yelled, "PEPPERSPRAY, GET ME A TOWEL FROM THE CLOSET IN THE ROOM!"

"I know you didnt just nickname me that! It was a damn accident!" Aron retorted as he rushed down and went into the room. He opened the closet doors and saw the towels on the top shelf. He grabbed one and as he looked down he seen a familiar speaker at the bottom. He squinted and went over and turned the light on. He gasped as he saw all the shit that was supposedly stolen.

"He stole he own shit..." Aron mumbled. Aron face turned red as he rushed back into the bathroom and pulled the curtain back! He tossed the towel in his chest and snapped, "You are a fucking dick! I saw the stuff at the bottom of your closet! You stole your own shit!"

"Fuck! Wait let me explain..it aint like that"

"It aint like what? You set all this up is what im seeing. Fuck that ride ill walk down to the uber pick up spot" Aron stopped talking as his phone started ringing. He looked down and seen Kellan name. He picked up, "Wassup, Kellz?"

"Its Stevie. She jumped out of a window at the mansion. The Ambulance is rushing her to the hospital. Hara is with her..she is touch and go. Meet us at Everwing Memorial."