Crumbling Paradise

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Pheeeeeew took mea minute but still dint come out how I wanted😪

Welp this explains alot. If I was naming my chapters this would been named "BEHIND IT!"💀💀💀💀

Chillay the mistakes😭

Brizy p.o.v
"Mane why you gotta follow me every fucking where! Go find some friends or something else to do fuck!"

"Don't talk to him like that nigga!" Jahseh zipped up his hoodie glaring at Stokeley. He pulled the other younger male towards him. "Your brother is a pot head. Don't mind him." Jahseh playfully punched the younger.

"You baby him too much. He needs to find people his own age to hang out with Jahseh." Stokeley complained.

"Nah you just mad cause you horny. Leave Jarad alone Ski. I mean it." Jahseh glared at his best friend. "You hungry Jare?" he turned his attention to the boy. Jarad shook his head no. "You sure?" Jahseh pressed. Jarad nodded. "Okay when you get hungry you tell me, ight?" Jarad nodded once more.

"Can't fucking believe this." Stokeley rolled his eyes shaking his head. "Anyways Dante has a lick for us." He changed the subject. Jahseh smacked his lips continuing to scroll through his phone.

"You know damn well I don't fuck with that nigga."

"It's quick cash Seh. We need it if we really finna leave out of Broward. Unless you want to stay." Stokeley argued back.

"First of what I tell you about calling me that name. Especially in public?" Jahseh sat up smacking Stokeley on the head. Jarad snickered.

"Yeah yeah. You coming though. Its five grand." Stokeley rubbed the back of his head to soothe the pain. Jahseh stopped what he was doing to stare at his friend.

"Five grand?" he squinted his eyes suspicious. Stokeley nodded. "Why? Thas a lot of money for just a lick."

"Dirty money is quick like that Seh-ouch!"

"Call me that one more time watch what happens." Jahseh had pushed the taller to the floor now straddling his chest a hand on Stokeley's throat the other dandling a knife just inches from Stokeley's eye. Jarad yelped scared for his brother's life.

"Get off me mah nigga. You doing too much. It's just a name ight. No big deal-okay okay okay. I'm sorry damn." Stokeley relented after Jahseh lowered the knife piercing his cheek right under his eye. Now Stokeley knew Jahseh was crazy and impulsive. He did not want to test the young teen's limits. Jahseh finally let the taller boy off standing up to his 5'4 height. He stashed the knife back into his hoodie

"I agree it's a lot of money but ion trust that nigga Ski. He too shady for my liking."

"We'll be in and out quick. I promise." Stokeley stood up dusting himself.

"I don't know bout that vro..."Jahseh trailed off staring at his feet.

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"Is that everything?"

"Yup." Stokeley answered for the both of them as Dante counted up the money ensuing it was all there. Jahseh stood behind him looking uninterested.

"Hmmmm there's your cut." Stokeley extended his had taking the money.

"It's just one grand." He frowned counting and recounting the change he was given.

"I know now scram." Dante dismissed him.

"Nah bruh. Where four hundred at? We agreed on five." Stokeley argued getting Jahseh's attention. Dante and the minions around him laughed.