im not excited rn, there's one chapter im dreading writing becuwse it's so fucking painful i can't put it into words.
but for now, im okay.
❤️💋- niomis pov -💋❤️
"ash there's a truck sitting outside" i say looking threw the window.
"who" he asks joining me looking three the window.
"i don- that son of a bitch"
"what the h- fucking bitch"
me and ashtray say at the same time.
i grab my bat and a smaller gun out of the cereal box as ashtray grabs a bigger gun.
i already had my bat in my hand.
"psychotic son of a bitch" i say shaking my head. anyone who's close wit Nate is no friend of mine. ESPECIALLY his dad.
"i swear on everything if he even looks at you wrong" ashtray adds as we walk up to his car, ashtray pointing his gun to cals head as i rest my blood stained bat on my shoulder, with a loaded gun in my hand as i lean against the window.
"the fuck you doin" ashtray asks.
cal flinches he's at the sight of almost death.
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"so first you come to my fucking job, askin all these weird ass questions, like the feds. then i find you out front of my house, the fuck are you doin man?" fez asks.
im sitting on the couch as the bat rests in one hand and the gun in my other on my thigh.
ashtrays eye contact with me is intense.
his eyes arnt leaving mine.
"ur free to call the cops" cal says.
"why the fuck would i do that?" fez asks dumbfounded.
"retard" i whisper, shaking my head.
cal is a hipocrite.
"well it's either call the cops, let me go, or kill me" he says turning his head towards ash.
i stand up quickly death glaring cal now, my attention is now on him.
was that a threat?.
i breath slowly watching this man's every move.
"what the fuck man. what's wit ur family, are you just a bunch of fuckin assholes" fez asks.
"beat up my son" cal reply's slowly.
"yea well he deserved man he's a fuckin bitch" fez adds sassily.
"oh ok tough guy" cal says sarcastically.
i raise the hand with gun and cocking it sideways, my finger on the trigger.
ash hits him up side the head with force as cal grunts then goes back to pointing the gun at his head.
"why did you do that" call says angrily.
"because ur in no position to talk shit" ashtray reply's.
"im warning you, you hit my one more-" cal try's to add before getting inturupts by ashtray hitting him once again in the head as i swing the bat at cals stomach, is making him grunt in pain.
"aw fuck" cal wines grabbing his head and stomach.
"why don't you call the cops?" ashtray asks sassily making me smirk just a bit.
"the chief of police-" cal try's to say.
"mhm" ashtray inturupts agains smacking cal again.
ashtray knows what he's doing, so i sit back down on the couch.
cal looking at me like he's gonna punch me for blowing off the situation and smiling at him in pain.
ashtray then starts beating him upside the head in rage.
"alright ash chill out man" fez says
"FUCK" cal screams with blood drilling down his face.
"look at my girl wrong again. this guy dont want the fucking cops involved.watch" ashtray says pulling out his phone from his pocket and placing it in the counter.
the same smirk re appears on my face.
i grip my bat watching the scene go down.
"i will" cal says Fermly making me chuckle at his lack of lying skills.
"then do it" i say nodding my head up once.
cal glances at me again, in raged.
"you heard her, dial bitch." he says hitting him harder then before, then placing his gun to cals head agian.
"if you got nothin to hide, call the fucking cops." ashtray says leaning over for a second to see calls bloody face.
ashtray hits him in the head once more.
"stop " cal whines.
"im fucking stopping." ashtray says under his breath, loud enough for everyone to hear.
"stop" cal whines again.
"im not stopping call the cops" he adds.
ashtrays voice was definitely something i could never get annoyed with. it was very hot.
cal sits in silence out of breath.
ashtray looks at fez.
"i told you" he says hitting cal one more time against the head.
"alright man i get it" fez admits.
"i know you and your drug addiction friend, that girl. tried to extort my son" cal breaths whiling blood out of his eyes.
my face begins to reach a confused stage.
my eye brows twitch as a slight smirk goes up and down on my face.
the fuck did he say?💀💀
who the hell does this guy think he is dawg.
"..what?" fez says slightly trying not to laugh.
"cuz of what i did to her friend" he admits.
"the fuck are you even talking about man" fez asks.
"you know the blond" cal says wiping his mouth.
"who Jule?" fez says.
cal sighs. "look man i didn't know she was 17" he breaths.
my eye brows raise a little as my eyes open a lil wider.
"you tellin me you had sex wit jule?" fez asks in disbelief.
"who's jule" faye asks.
i face palm in annoyance.
"what the fuck man" fez says.
"do i know jule" faye asks.
"shut the fuck up" i whisper taking my face out of my palms.
"what the fuck are we even talking bout right now bro" fez says shaking his head.
"jule..jule, jule" faye breaths trying to search her memory for any remembrance.
"faye!" i say quitely fed up wit her.
she was being a bitch to me today.
no different then any other day tho.
i hate faye.
"i just want the disk" cal says scratching his eye head.
"what, disk?!" fez asks.
"of jule and i" cal adds.
"yo you recorded that shit?" fez asks in disbelief.
"i didn know"
my eyes widen and my eye brows raise again.
"you didn't know that you were recording?" fez asks dumbfounded.
"i fucked up" cal breathes.
"obviously man! yo who the fuck even told you i gave a shit about this anyway"
"my son"
"ur son the one that's in love with jule?"
"aww that's cute"
"that's not cute man what the fuck"
"what?"
"what kinda weird ass father son shit is goin on around her bro"
"im extremely confused"
"ur confused im fucking confused bro"
"me too" faye adds as the two go back and forth.
"ion even know what the fuck ur doing here"
"...do you mind if i just leave? im not gonna say a word about anything i swear to god let's just pretend like, none of this ever happened" cal finally says.
me and ash shake our heads as fez looks at the both of us.
"yo ni, ash lemme talk to you real quick"fez says as we walk off.
...
we walk back in as i lean against the kitchen counter.
"yo check it out man, imma let you walk up outta here on one condition" fez says standing about ten feet away from him.
"anything" cal says
"keep ur bitch ass son outta my fuckin life. and rues and Jules. till the end of fuckin time. you understand?" fez asks.
"i promise"
"n ion know shit about no fuckin disk man that's not my fuckin problem." fez adds as cal nods.
"now gets this mo fucka up outta here ash." fez says walking away.
