Outta control

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BANG! BANG! BANG!

Three shots at Jameer.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Three shots at Q.

My hands were trembling so much that I dropped the gun after the last shot. I just stood there and waited for the smoke to clear. How lucky could these niggas get? I didn't really have the nerve to kill anyone but I scared the hell out of both of them. They both lay on the floor looking like they were dead. When they realized that they weren't shot Jameer was the first one to his feet. As he got up I reached down and grabbed the gun. He must not have known much about guns because he was still scared and I was out of bullets.

"Please chill Ced! It's not what you think." He said.

"What the fuck do you mean it's not what I think? I think you just had your little ass dick in my niggas ass. Are you trying to tell me that's not what I saw?" As I said this I cocked the gun and pointed it at his dick.

"Yo chill. We didn't plan on this shit happening. We were just talking about old times and things got out of control."

Just then Terrelle came running out of the room.

"What the fuck is going on out here?"

"These two assholes were out here having a fuck session with each other and things got a little out of control they said."

Terrelle looked at Jameer like he had just stabbed him.

"Is this true Jameer?" he asked.

All Jameer could do was look down at his feet.

"Nigga I told you that if you ever cheated on me I was out of here. Fuck you Jameer and don't ever call me again. You bitch ass nigga. Ya dick ain't no good anyway!"

Terrelle left the room to get dressed. He came back shortly with both of our clothes.

"Yo Ced I can give you a ride home unless you want to ride with your cheating ass nigga."

"Yeah T I will ride home with you. Well since my business is done here I think there is only one more thing to do."

I took the keys to Q's house off of my key ring and threw them at his feet. I then began to walk out of the door when I remembered something. I walked back up to Q.

"You said that you would always be my nigga and always be there for me. I trusted you even when I had bad feelings about you and Jameer. I guess things must have changed sometime along the way. I wish I could say that I didn't love you anymore but I still do. I can say that I don't want to be your best friend or your lover anymore. Just to let you know that I am serious here is your fucking ring. I hope that you and Jameer have a nice life together."

I walked out of the door and closed it. Jameer walked up to the door to lock it. From outside I could see his shadow and as he reached the door I opened it and knocked his bitch ass out cold.

"I know you didn't think I would let your pussy ass off that easily did you?"

I spit on his ass and walked out the door. As I took one look back at Q, I got mad. He didn't try to stop me or talk to me. He just sat there looking stupid.

I felt like my world was falling apart. How the fuck could Q do this foul ass shit to me? I had been honest and faithful to him for our entire relationship. As Terrelle drove I could tell that he was upset. Being older I tried to hold myself together but I soon found myself crying like a little bitch. Yeah I cried like my mom had just whooped my ass for the first time. Shit I was hurting in my mind, body and soul. I couldn't help but think it was something I had done.

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