𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐊 𝐈𝐍 ➪
"𝑖𝑚 𝑦𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑣𝑎 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ"
𝐴𝑇𝐿𝐴𝑁𝑇𝐴, 𝐺𝐴
𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮 𝗞𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗮 𝗝𝗲𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝘀"Mama ain't raise no snitch" I mumbled to myself fastly walking away from the scene.
I just witnessed a murder.
Did I commit it? Hell the fuck no; but I did see it happen.
A man in all black, he killed someone in front of me and he seen that I saw and put his finger to his mouth indicating for me to shush.
I didn't want to look behind me but I had too, looking back for a slight second I seen the bow legged man get back into a black matte truck.
License plate was 'GDKO6400' .
No I wasn't about to report to no damn police because I knew he seen me and I'm not tryna get my little ass killed next.
Walking further down I made it to my neighborhood.
I was just trying to get a water and a big juicy pickle from the gas station, but no things can never be normal for me.
My phone dinged but I ignored it wanting to respond whenever I got inside.
You never know; lesson learned.
Walking to my front door unlocking it before walking inside releasing a breath I didn't know I was holding in.
Well that was a great day to start my day right...
Locking the front door back I unlocked my phone seeing I had messages from the man again.
Bitch.
𝐺𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑎.
𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡?𝑆𝑖𝑟?
𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑥𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠...𝐼𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑔𝑜𝑛 𝑏𝑒
𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜 𝑔𝑢𝑡𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑜...𝑈𝑚 𝑛𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑎, 𝑖𝑚 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑐𝑦𝑐𝑙𝑒.
𝑂𝑘?
𝑆𝑖𝑟 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑜𝑘𝑎𝑦?
𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑑 - 𝐵𝐿𝑂𝑂𝐷 𝑁𝐼𝐺𝐺𝐴𝑂ℎ, 𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔?
𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑘𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑒 𝑡𝑎' 𝑚𝑒.