A few days later
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I was on the phone with Jahseh and he was basically giving me hints that he and the boys fought those boys that were messing with me.
"Did you guys do something to them?" I questioned
He was just quiet
"And don't lie to me" I said
He sighed
"Yeah" he admitted
I sighed
"What did you do?" I asked
"We fucked them niggas up" he said
"I asked you guys not to" I said
"Mama you don't see it from our perspective.....a group of 8 niggas was disrespecting YOU, a female who we consider a sister..." he said
"I know but you guys don't have to fight for me all the time" I said calmly
"Mama, he called you a hoe and a bitch....you really expected me to stay calm about it?" He said
"You guys could've just talked to them not fight them" I said
He sighed
"You just don't understand" he said
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"Y/n I have to ask you a question and please be honest with me" Jahseh said out of the blue as we were still on the phone.
"Ok" I agreed
"Are you okay" he asked
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" I asked
"I'm talking about mentally....is there something going on that you're not telling me" he said
"Why?" I questioned
"I mean you are happy but I noticed you're....not as happy as you used to be" he explained
"Oh" I said
"Is there something going on or is are you just not in a good mental state" he asked concerned
"I'm never in a good mental state but my dad is just drinking more is all" I said like it didn't matter
"Just....don't do anything stupid" he says
"Ok" I agreed
