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Devin

"Aug, thanks a lot for coming out here with me man."

"Its cool woe. You my boy, I got ya back whenever but we gotta make this shit quick because if Alei finds out my ass came out to New York and I ain't tell her." He shook his head.

"I know bruh. Its the same with Shay. She gonna flip."

"Exactly and Alei already was blowing up my phone. So wassup man, what's going on?"

"I have situation I need to take care of but I gotta be careful with it."

"What kinda situation?" He looked at me curious.

Making our way to one of my old spots, I basically filled him in on what's been going on.

Like him and Alei, me and Shay been keeping something's quiet but now it had to be dealt with to end it.

"Man he attacked her you say?"

"Yea bruh, last time she came out here." I shook my head. "When he ran into her while she was setting things up for the store, he started stalking her and a couple months ago, she confronted him on his shit."

"I understand why she didn't say anything because Alei would have flipped."

"Yea but being her man, I had to step in."

Walking into the house, a good friend of mines who been helping me with this situation was there.

"Big Dev what's up man." We dapped.

"I'm good. This is August."

"I know who he is. August Alsina. Got all these girls out here going crazy." He laughed.

"Yea man." I nodded.

"Aug this is my home boy Darrel but we call him Cutty."

"Wazzamin woe." They shook hands. "What's with the name though.

Watching Darrel, we both snickered.

"Before I moved out to Georgia, we used to run the streets and well Darrel here was my Axe man."

"Word? That's dope. Yeen never used to feel some type of way after though?"

"Nah! Like they all deserved it so when I did it, it was like nothing."

"Damn."

Following Darrel, we made our way down to a basement in the house.

Approaching a gate that was basically a cell, Jerome sat tied up to a chair, beaten.

Unlocking the gate, we walked in and he was just there staring at us with this smirk.

"What the fuck you smiling about nigga?"

"Why I'm not surprise my hoe ass baby mother was behind this."

Not even thinking twice, I punched him.

"Keep talking out your ass and see if I don't kill you now."

"If you wanted to kill me, you would have done that shit. But I know punks like you. Y'all do this whole trying to torture shit, man fuck you and her. She got what she deserved. Got my son playing daddy with you!"

"Nah, he ain't your son. He's mines. He been mines and we got papers to prove that shit!" I smirked.

"The fuck you talking bout?" He looked at me confused.

Approaching him, I got down in front of him.

"The smartest and dumbest shit you've done was walk out of their live without a trace. You been declared dead. Ain't nobody looking for you so I became his father legally." I laughed. "Your own mother signed the papers, releasing you from your rights."

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