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i've been really sick the past few days don't be mad at me💔😔

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Deontae (Demon) POV

"You finna go see yo bf and soon to be father in law" Ink snorted making me punch him in his chest.

"Ion like niggas, and if I did I damn sure wouldnt fuck on his moody ass" I said stepping into my forces I just pulled out the box.

"Yall gone be hunching one day, ion care bout this stupid shit you talking." Khari waved me off and I decided the conversation was over so I walked out the living room and headed towards my car.

I started the somewhat short drive to the hospital so I could meet with Priest about something.

Once I made it, I got a visitor's pass from the front desk and I walked up to the room. I knocked lightly before pushing the door open and walking in.

I scanned the room, Tiana was sitting in a chair beside the bed showing her dad sum on her phone. Some boy i've never seen was sitting on the other side.

Tristian was sitting in a corner with his arms pulled in his shirt and he was sleep.

Nice to see his moody ass finally at peace.

"Tay, wake yo brother up" Bossman spoke and the lil boy who im assuming is Tay stood up and walked over towards Tris.

"Wake up dooda" Tay shook Tristian lightly

"What you want" he spoke without moving or opening his eyes "And stop touching me" He said I looked over as he slowly started to fix his shirt and he stood up and stretched

"Pops said wake up" Tay said simply before taking the seat beside Tristian.

Tris walked over to his dad and looked as if he was waiting on what he was about to say. I assumed he hadn't noticed me yet seeing that he ain said no lil slick comments.

"I was dreaming about some pussy, I hope dis important" He mumbled making me snort

"Fuck is you laughing at? " He spat looking over at me tryna be intimidating and shit

"Dont start yo shit today g" I waved him off before sitting down in one of the empty chairs that was lined against the walls.

"Seeing that I had to go into an earlier retirement, I gotta go ahead and tell yall what my plan is for the gang" my dad told us "then Westside niggas still talking big shit so imma have to try my best to help you Demon"

"Tristan you have to help because you my eyes outside these four walls, not that nun gone happen to nobody from the gang but i gotta put you first" he said, i jus kept listening.

taking over a gang this big was gone be hard by itself, but having to take it over with barely any time to actually prepare myself and we basically in the beginning stages of a war makes it even harder.

to make this even worse my biggest help is some immature nigga dat don't even want nun to do wit me for real.

fuck i get myself into?

"Demon I trust you to make the right moves, you got a strong head on yo shoulders but remember imma be here to help as much as i can" i looked over at Priest to let him know i was listening but i still stayed silent, trying ti wrap my head around everything.

"so what exactly this got to do with me?" Tristian asked breaking the few seconds of silence

"Tristian im real tempted to through you through this fucking wall" Priest gritted out "i jus explained everything to yo stubborn ass and as much as I hate to put you through this, you the only direct link to anybody from me" Bossman said leaving Tris silent this time

"Tomorrow yall both need to go to the trap and get all of them prepared for anything that might pop off within the next few weeks. All them new boys needa be in the range, put all drug related shit on the back burner after this next drop."

i was making mental notes in my head so i could remember all of this and once i got home i would make a plan so everything was already organized for tomorrow.

"that's really all i got for right now, D don't hesitate to come to me for anything, i want this to go as smooth as possible and i need you to be ok. i know this is a big jump but if i didn't trust you i wouldn't have put you in this spot." i listened to what he was saying

"i trust you" was my only response. i tend to stress over shit so i was tryna get out of here now before i got overwhelmed.

"yo i gotta go get Inka tho, imma hit y'all up when im heading to the trap tomorrow" i said before walking out of the room, i was starting to feel nauseous cause i was so deep in thought.

i walked to my car slower than usual but made sure to watch my surroundings still.

once i made it, i got in and locked my doors before just sitting and thinking about random stuff.

i started my car and started driving. to get back home i would've took a left but i took a right and headed towards my moms house.

i knew i would regret this later i jus getting fight the feeling i had to drive past it.

i pulled into the janky neighborhood and drove until i say the familiar house with the even more familiar car sitting in the driveway.

i parked at the next house and silently thanked myself for the dark tint on my windows and i watched the house for a few moments.

i saw movement throughs the small gaps between the curtains and i felt sick all over again and i decided to drive off again.

i felt the thoughts rushing back in my head so i turned my music up as loud as it could go before racing back home.

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the hell is wrong with this nigga?

anyway vote and shit

imma update again soon fr i've been sick.

uhm bye