Awe my head hurts. Hit this roach too hard. I really wanna run into a wall right now. That's how high I am. Man...purple kush ain't no joke." How does that feel daddy?" Sissy asked me. "Girl you got some mean head." I told her. Sissy the love of my life. There hasn't been a day that I don't think about her. I would cuff. But shawty a slick hoe. All my homies smashed. One by one. I can't sit here and say that I love her because I don't love no hoe. I don't cuff none either. "Ugh!!!" I yell. I quickly push Sissy off me cause she done bit my meat. Nah man. I gotta kill her now. "Darmaree I'm sorry!! You moved!!" "Nah I ain't move. You just don't know how to suck a big one. Get off me girl." I stand up and leave Sissy on the floor. I rush to the bathroom to check my man. I sigh when I dont see any blood."Stupid girl" I say thinking out loud. I put my roach out and head back to the living room. I look at Sissy and just shake my head. Dang She Fine....too bad she thottie. I walk out the door and stand on the porch. I look to my left and see a black sedan riding by slow. That car look familiar. The back window rolls down slow and the barrel of a gun sticks out. Awe nah...that fool Loco."Hola ese! You didn't think I'd be back for ya huh ese ? See homes...I told you I'd show you, now let me show you." Once he said that clips unloaded. Pop pop pop pop...bllllluurrrr..pop pop pop. I jump onto the ground and hold my head. After what seemed like forever they finally stopped. And the black sedan sped off. "Awe s*** Sissy!!" I get up and rush into the house to see Sissy on the couch..With a bullet right between her eyes looking dead at me. No...Sissy...."Sissy...I'm sorry yo..SISSY I'M SORRY!!!" I walk over to her slowly and close her eyes. I'm God knows I'm sorry. This is war. Congrats Loco...Cause I'm gonna bury you myself.
Just wait on it.
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