"I cant do it anymore. It's getting too hard to keep all to myself, i need to tell someone, well write it in here. The past few months have been far from easy. I mean of course it's not easy when someone you considered a close friend has been blackmailing you into doing terrible things. But if it meant i was protecting Stokeley then it didn't matter. I'd do anything for him, there's no one like him. Anyways this 'close friend' asked me to fucking murder someone! Is he insane? But of course I said I wouldn't do it and he got mad. I'm really scared now because I know he's going to do something bad. I'm so fucking scared."
Stokeley's jaw dropped to the floor. Jahseh was being blackmailed and he was protecting him. He should have known, he did look a bit down that week before his death.
Though there was not much detail about anything in the note, Stokeley was starting to think about the things Jah had been made to do. And who was the blackmailer?
He ran out of the bedroom, shoving the piece of paper into one of the pockets on his hoodie and tripped down the stairs. It hurt but that didn't matter because Jah was hurting more. "Goodbye Mrs Onfroy, thankyou for the tea and biscuits!" he shouted while swinging the front door open and slamming after he jumped outside.
He ran for what seemed like forever but was only 10 minutes, until he reached his buddy Juice Wrld's house. Ringing the bell a few times he started to get impatient because there was no answer. Stokeley stepped back and picked up a nearby stone on the ground and flung it to Jarad's bedroom window.
The window eventually opened after about three stones had hit it. Jarad, wearing only his boxers was standing looking down at Stokeley with an annoyed face.
"What the fuck do you want? It's late." Jarad shouted softly. Stokeley noticed that the boy at the window had just woken up and said "I can come back it's fine. It's just that I went to Jah's house and went through some of his stuff. I found a note and it said something serious on it. I though maybe you could help me figure this all out."
"Fine, I'll be down in a second" Jarad said, sighing and then closing the window.
The door swung open and Stokeley stepped into the home and looked around. "You're lucky my folks aren't home" Jarad chuckled, guiding Stokeley to the living room.
The two boys sat down in silence for a good minute until Stokeley decided to speak. "I found this in Jah's room." he spoke while pulling out the piece of paper from his pocket and handing it to Jarad.
It took a few minutes for Jarad to properly read the letter and the whole time he was furrowing his eyebrows. "You know he's lying right?" Stokeley looked at Jarad confused as to what he just said. "Why would he lie about blackmail? I'm sure it's been ripped out of a diary or something, so why would someone write lies in their diary?" Stokely replied annoyed.
Jarad stood up, looking down at his friend who was still sitting down. "He wrote that hoping you would find it and think he was the victim. He's not all that innocent! He was using you and I tried to warn you but you were so fucking stupid! Jarad shouted, using all his breath.
Stokeley's jaw dropped. This was too much to take in.
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The tea sis.
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SpiritualStokeley faces the tragedy of losing his best friend, Jaseh and tries to move on with his life but the struggle is real. This is half serious and half a joke. btswrld© 2019