Grace's POV
This shit is stressful. We are in need of a proper girls night, we haven't spent time together in ages. We've all been wrapped in our own love lives. Me and ST were going great though. I still wasn't his girlfriend but at this moment in time I was just enjoying what we were doing, getting to know each other and going on dates. I did like him though more than I'll ever confess to him. He was a cool guy and a breath of fresh air.
All my exes were so clingy, he gives me my space when I need it and I like that. I didn't agree with his lifestyle though and I'll be real that was one of the things holding me back. I didn't want to be with someone who could go to jail any minute but he had grown on me so the inner conflict was real. Yeah I definitely need a girls night, I need advice.
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The four girls were now gathered in Amirah and Armani's living room discussing the recent events of the group. "You know the boys are going after them again", Amirah sighed as she informed the girls of what's to come.
Armani sat in silence watching her phone as she didn't want to hear this. She was the one that had been affected from their last retaliation so she didn't understand why they would even be risking another one happening. "Yeah Ramarn told me, it's a sticky situation", Naz told the girls receiving a side eye from every single one of them. " Are you guys finally together now", Grace questioned her bestfriend with a cheesy smile on her face.
Naz screwed up her face with disgust "Friends with benefits remember, I don't like him like that, it's just sex", she denied to her friends.
Little did they know that Naz had indeed caught feelings, bad.
"So what's up with you Amirah, might aswell be married with the way you and JB act", she asked Amirah diverting the attention from herself. Armani scoffed, "have you seen her tattoo" causing her to receive a glare from Amirah.
Naz and Grace were not aware of Amirah's tattoo as she didn't want them to judge and tell her that she's being stupid. She was aware of all eyes on her now. She couldn't escape it so she unlocked her phone and showed her lock screen, the picture of her and JB's wrists with each other's names.
To her surprise, her two bestfriends started screaming, shouting and running round the house. " The cold bitch has finally found love", Grace sang. Amirah was not expecting the girls to react like this. She herself had thought the tattoos were a bit much considering they hadn't been together as long even though in her heart it felt like they had been together forever. She turned to Armani who looked slightly uncomfortable with the conversation.
"You still haven't spoken to him have you", she asked her sister. Armani shook her head avoiding Amirah's scrutinising gaze. "Come on Marns isn't it time you did, I know you miss him and I can't take you moping about any longer", Amirah pleaded. Armani was surprised to hear this coming from her sister considering she wasn't LK's biggest fan but at the same time it got her thinking. Maybe it was time for her to speak to him, she made a note to herself to call him in the morning.
For the rest of the night, the girls stayed up chatting and watching movies like old days. Unbeknownst to them, a storm was coming their way ready to shake up the life they had become comfortable in.
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"There is an ongoing war between Streatham and Bermondsey, Jeremiah was stabbed by Russell months ago and he killed him to retaliate", the girl spoke quickly. She was still shocked at the fact that this is what she was doing. "Do you have any proof to back up these claims Miss", the police officer asked her as he was quite bored with her stories and no proof. " I know Jeremiah and I know how he works sir, I guarantee you if you search him on any day he will have a weapon on him", she reassured the police officer. She hoped that's all the police would need from her because after this she would be out of here. For good.
"And you're sure of this?" She looked down and fidgeted with her nails, "100% sure".
Streatham, South London
JB's POV
Two days. Two days and all this is done. Finally the beef would be over and we can live our lives. The plan was all of the Bermondsey yutes were due to link up at an abandoned house and once they were there, we would pull up and light up the place. We had gotten the drop from one of the Bermondsey girls who was seeking revenge as they framed her brother and sent him pen. I couldn't believe we were actually spending our time beefing these jokemen but it would all be done soon. In just two days.
After this was done, I intended on taking Amirah on a holiday. She deserved it man, sticking by me regardless of everything. She was a real rider. I would give her the world if I could. I wasn't used to girls sticking around like she did, she never once switched up. When the time came, she would definitely get a ring on her finger.
I couldn't help but feel like something would go wrong with this. I had an unsettling feeling about this like what if it's a set up? I didn't want to put the girls through another ordeal, that shit is long. I hoped not, I needed this to be finished so I could hang my boots up. I can't even be asked for this lifestyle no more. I didn't know what the mandem's plans were after this but I see no reason for us to all be in this after we get rid of these yutes. I hoped they would follow suit, don't want any of my guys in jail.
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