Crumbling Paradise

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I'm dragging this book for no reason.

Short as ze fuck😞

Sigh

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Anyways excuse mistakes.

Kentrell.......

I left Jahseh to talk to his father while I headed back to my room. I need a blunt. Asap! Before I even took the first step, I was informed there was someone at the door. I went to check it out. The doctor. He'd come to check on Jahseh wound but I took that advantage for him to check on mine. I took him to my room.

"Well its healing just fine." He hummed finishing checking on it. I was really lucky the bullet didn't touch my kidney or sum'n important. They caught me lacking. I was following a trail on one of the men that had left that dead body outside Jahseh's door and I ended up being shot at. The bullet had pierced my side from behind luckily. That's why I had been avoiding Jahseh. If he knew I was hurt he would've started stressing over nothing which isn't good with his pregnancy.

The doctor changed the bandage then clean up after himself. I heard someone scream. Jahseh! I jumped up already rushing out of my room my strap drawn and on the ready. I crept back down slowly incase it was an ambush. Peaking my head around the corner so I could see the living room, I just seen Dwayne and Jahseh seated like I had left em. Jahseh was holding onto his mouth a shocked expression on his face. I frowned. The fuck going on?

"Sooo, you gon tell Kentrell?" Dwayne asked.

"Tell me what?" I emerged from my hiding spot. Jahseh yelped jumping on the couch. He stared back at me startled. "What happened?" I looked down stepping on papers. I bent down to pick them up.

"No! Don't!" Jahseh yelled again getting on the floor and snatching the one paper I had while he quickly collected the rest. I watched as he shoved them all in an envelope tearing the brown paper in the process. He was crying.

"Somebody better tell me what the fuck happened." I looked at Dwayne but he only shrugged. Jahseh struggled to stand up from the floor. I helped him up. "What's wrong mamas?" I cupped his face wiping the tears but they kept on coming. He looked at me all sad then pulled away. He rushed off before I could say anything. I followed after him. "Jahseh open this do" I banged on it while twisting the knob. Nothing. I banged on it some more. "If you 'on open this gat damn do I'mma break it luh baby. I ain't playing witchu." I huffed kicking the door again. "You got three seconds." I stepped back from the door. "One, two, thre-."

"What!?" the door swung open just as I raised my foot to kick it down. Jahseh looked at me with red puffy eyes. Tears were still flowing.

"Talk to me baby. What happened?" I lowered my voice a tad. If that nigga did sum'n to my slime I'm air his head out. Ion give a fuck who he is. Jahseh sighed turning around and walking back into his room. He left the door open. I walked in after him. "You wanna talk about it?" I asked sitting on the edge of the bed. He was curled up on the other side.

"Yeah." He sniffed. "Not right now though. Definitely not today." He sniffed again. "I just need time to process my mother's betrayal." He whimpered letting out a sob.

"Want me to hug you?" I moved closer.

"Yes please." He pulled back the covers and I got in spooning him. He instantly took my hand placing it on his stomach then he put his hand over mine. I pulled him closer to my body. He continued to cry and I just let him. Damn so its really true? Ms. Cleo really fucked up her own son's life? Why would she do that to her blood? Shit this world too fucked up for my liking. Finna move to Pluto or some shit.