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by blvckthrills

by blvckthrills

Nahmir stares at the wall with a blunt in hand as his eyes were squinted from the loud he was intaking. A lamp dimly lit the room while the blinds were open, letting in the moons natural nostalgic light. Standing to his feet, he pulls down on the chain to the lamp, switching it off. Moonlight engulfed his vision as he sits against the bed headboard.

He sighs as he feels a tear fall from his left eye. Wiping it away, he pulls out his phone, going on Instagram anonymously.

Seeing a post of Blaze, he stares at it. She was wearing a mustard yellow knee high button down ribbed dress that hugged her curves, a black jean jacket hanging off a shoulder with black puma creepers. The yellow of the outfit complemented her milk chocolate skin that would surely smell of coconut as her natural, juicy beach waves draped down her back. She was smiling, for surely she was happy as her smile was genuine.

He feels a pang in his chest as he sets the phone down, locking it.

He began to realize what he's done as it all came crashing on him. He's given up the girl he worked so hard for. He's given up the one he loves so much.

He furrows his brows, what if she was telling the truth?

"I'm so FUCKIN' dumb!" The lamp flew across the room by Nahmir forcefully tolling it to the ground, cracking the bulb.

Jay burst into the room, almost knocking the door of its hinges. He looks at a Nahmir who was fuming, staring back at him. Jay looks at him like he's gone bizarre, "What's wrong with you, dude?!"

"...Leave me 'lone, bro. Just leave me alone."

Jay looks out in the hall before closing the door, turning back to his best friend.

"Come on, bro. You seemed flustered... is it about Blaze?"

"–No," he answers too quickly.

Jay squinted his eyes at him, "Do you not feel any emotion about her death? You ain't cryin', you ain't grievin, nothing."

"Can you get out?" Nahmir asked, calmly.

"I ain't leaving until you tell me why you acting like a junior high boy who just wants his virginity taken!" Jay exclaims. Nahmir chuckles, "Get out."

Jay stood, not moving. He frowns upon, "What actually happened out there? Did you protect her? Did you let them shoot her?!" he shoves Nahmir, "Is she even dead?! Did you kill her?!"

Nahmir clenches his jaw, "You got one more time to fuckin' touch me, JAYSHOUN and that's yo' ass!"

"Why you avoiding my questions, NICHOLAS!" Jay says, "...You didn't deserve her anyway. She could've been mine—"

Before he could finish, Nahmir tackles him to the ground, throwing punches, making Jay recieve them, "Don't be talkin' bout my girl like that!"

Jay finally got on top and gave Nahmir the same treatment, "IF SHE WAS YOUR GIRL, MAYBE YOU WOULD NEVER LET HER DIE!"

Nahmir pushed him off and stood, letting Jay gain his composure before pinning him on the wall, knocking the picture frames down. Their faces four inches away from touching eachother noses.

"I didn't kill her. I would NEVER," he spat, "you don't know shit. If I were you, I'd keep my distance because you don't know what I'm capable of. Don't underestimate my size cause I will fuck some shit up. Whatever's going on up there about you fantasizing about my girl," Nahmir thumps Jay's head, "need to stop 'cause that shit ain't finna happen."

Nahmir had a crazy maniac look in his eyes. Jay was shocked; Nahmir has never spoken to him like that, ever! It seemed as if Nahmir was replaced with another entity.

The others must've been in the den because you can't hear anything when you're down there.

Nahmir given Jay a quick sarcastic smile before letting him go, "Told you to leave me alone."

Nahmir grabs his jacket before leaving downstairs and hops into his car, leaving the YBN 2.0 premises. Which was risky because they're being searched for since they left the show unattended.

He's going to get what's his, back.

Return to sender.

tbc.
hyfr (hell ya, fucking right—all right). 🗣