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Olivia

"So you not talking to me?", Jet asks, sitting down on my bed.

"I'm talking to you right now."

"Don't do that bro."

"I'm not doing anything Jayvion. I'm talking to you right now."

"So why you keep giving me that look?"

"What look?"

"That judgment look."

"You killed those boys. I get that they were assholes, but did you have to kill them?"

"Ion regret shit I did. They should've thought about what they were doing before they put they hands on a female."

"But Je-

"Ion care Olivia. Just drop it."

"How can I drop it when you got blood on your hands? AGAIN."

"Stop worrying."

"One of these days, all of the stuff you do is gonna catch up to you. Then what?"

"What the fuck you want me to do Olivia? You want me to turn myself in?"

"I want you to stop being on this road you're on."

"Bro ion need to h-

"YES THE FUCK YOU DO SO LISTEN TO ME NOW! I JUST FUCKING TOLD YOU THAT YOU NEED TO WATCH WHAT YOU DOING! YOU DOING STUPID SHIT, GOIN GET YOU KILLED AND THEN WHAT?! HUH?"

"Then I guess imma get killed. I've accepted everything that I've done."

I cross my arms and turn my back on him.

"Olivia don't do that s-

"Nope. Shut the fuck up talking to me. You're so careless about the shit you do."

"Bro calm down. I've made my peace with this. If a nigga take me out, he take me out. Ian begging no muhfucka for my life."

"You know what: Get out my face. Matter fact GET OUT THIS HOUSE! ION WANT TO LOOK AT YOU!", I yell getting up.

"Ol-

"NO SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOU KEEP DOING THE SAME SHIT OVER AND OVER AGAIN! HOW MUCH KILLING IS IT GONNA TAKE BEFORE YOU END UP IN A CASKET? GOD GAVE YOU A SECOND CHANCE AND YOU'RE STILL FUCKING SHIT UP! D- DO YOU N-NOT EVEN CARE ABOUT LIFE?", I say on the verge of crying.

"I care about my life, but if somebody take my life, then so be it. I know that's not what you want to hear, but it's the truth."

Tears fill my eyes and I turn away from him. The thought of Jet being in a casket sickens me to my core. I care about this boy so much....maybe even to the point where I love him.

Jet walks over to me and wraps his arms around my waist.

"Just promise that no matter what, you keep doing what you doing. Always work hard for what you want and don't let these muhfuckas out here try to change you."

"Don't say it like that."

"Don't say it like what?"

"Like one day you're gonna leave and never come back."

".....I'm just saying. Promise me."

I turn around and look at him.

"I......I promi-

"Olivia we need to talk", D'Angelo says interrupting us. I quickly move away from Jet and mug D'Angelo.

"I don't want to talk to you."

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