021: GoodBye

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"Jay! I found the perfect house in LA." Zaria said excitedly. Zaria has been looking for a place for two weeks even tho she wasn't feeling like herself she still did what she had to do. "Zari." Jayceon groaned. He hated keeping stuff from her but if he would've told her what he was planning she would've tried to talk him out of it.

"What?" She asked him. They looked at the house and it was really nice. It was just what they needed since they wanted a big family. Zaria went into another room to talk to the owner about the house.

Jayceon took this chance to head over to Javons place. Jayceon told Javon but didn't want him involved because at least one of them needed to survive to help the girls. Jayceon kept his supply of guns in Javons basement.

"Jay i hope your making the right decision." Javon said patting his back as Jayceon loaded the guns. It was about 9:30 at night just the right time to do what he had to.

"I am. These niggas gotta go." Jayceon mumbled. "Listen Jay. When you finished make sure you clean up yo evidence. Im deadass because if you don't your gonna go to jail and ion want that for you-"

"Von i got this. I know what the fuck I'm doing." Jayceon snapped. "Just sayin." Javon mumbled. "Does Zari know?" He asked and Jayceon shook his head. Javon groaned but didn't press it any further.

Jayceon soon left and went to Ghosts comdo. When he got there he saw there was a few cars in the driveway. He got out and put a hood on. He looked through the window next to the front door and saw nobody was around. Quietly using a crowbar he opened the door and got in.

He slowly walked inside and saw the living room. Peeking around a corner he saw three guys, one of them being Ghost, smoking a blunt in front of the tv. Going back around the wall he closed his eyes and sent a quick prayer.

Moving from the wall bullets stared flying. There were screams but he saw that Ghost was dead. He jogged back to his cae speeding off and throwing his shit in the backseat.

His phone started going off and he saw Zaria texting him.

Baby Z: A KILLING SPREE?!? HOW STUPID CAN U FUCKIN BE?!?!?
9:10 PM

Me: calm dowm Zari im comin home now
9:10 PM
SEEN

Sighing he put his phone away and continued his drive to the hotel. He wanted to get it all out the way today but if he wasn't then so be it but the job would still get done. Pulling into a parking space he got out and went to their room.

When he opened the door a phone was being thrown at him. "A damn killing spree?" She shouted at him and he groaned. He knew Javon was gon tell Zaria thats why he wanted to finish everything tonight. "Baby-"

"Don't fucking baby me! Are you stupid? The cops are all over you and your out here-" Her voice wad muffled once he put his hand over her mouth.

"Stop being so damn loud before someone hears you." He said before removing his hand. "Let me explain. Sit." He instructed and she sat on the bed. "Now, I'm feeling like getting revenge on a lot of niggas i already got Ghost out the way, all i have to do now is find them other niggas and have them dead next." Jayceon shrugged.

"Jay your being very stupid." Zaria spoke slowly to him like he was a special ed kid. "They ain't gon get me." He shrugged and Zaria rolled her eyes. "Thats what a lot of stupid trigger happy niggas said now where's most of em at? In jail. Dead." Zaria stated and Jayceon sighed.

"Listen, i know what I'm doing. Just sit tight aight?" He tried to reason but Zaria just wasn't having it. "You want me to sit tight while your out here killing motherfuckers?" Zaria repeated and he nodded. "No! This is insane Jay. We can just move to LA like planned and leave this bullshit behind." Zaria said but Jayceon sighed.

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