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"YOU SURE YOU GOOD BRO?" MALIK questioned, as him and carti stood outside my door basically dropping me off. i simply shook my head and dismissed them, i don't really feel like having company or talking to anyone about any of my actions tonight, i know majority of them are confused about why i did that to jamari but they'll figure out sooner or later.
"okay, i love you man." malik said as he hugged me and him and carti left, closing the door behind them i went into my bathroom and began to undress before i heard a knock on my door, malik must've left something in my bag.
"wassup bean." i can't even believe who the fuck i'm looking at right now, khaleek pete... like i can not get away from these niggas right now, i get rid of one and try to clear my mind and focus on myself and here's another one.
"damn, you look like you had a shitty night." he mentioned as i stood in the doorway with a straight face, he leaned in for a hug and i dodged it and continued to straight face him. "yo, what the fuck are you doing here?" i said with the biggest attitude. "chill out lil nigga, my homeboys shooting a video out here and since i tagged along i just left from checkin' up on meg- see how she holdin' up- but you know i had to come see you too." he said smiling, exposing those diamond grills he knows i used to love when we dated.
"nice grills." i said, walking backwards inviting him into my room. he walked in, immediately pulling out rellos and a bag of weed, sitting at my table. before i could even tell him to put that shit up, "shut the fuck up, you need this." he was right, i did have a long ass day.
before he could even say anything else i heard another knock at the door, my heart immediately dropped to my ass- i hope this isn't my RA because she smelled the weed. i cracked the door to see who it was but they busted through the door and rushed in- of course, it's stupid ass jamari.
"get the fuck outta here nigga." i said pushing him, he pushed me back but harder causing me to fall on the floor- "you need to stop fuckin' up what i got going on, you can be mad but do that shit from afar, i moved on ni-" he couldn't finish his sentence because there was a gun in his face.
"push him again and see if i put a bullet in between them eyes of yours, nigga." khaleek said staring him in his eyes- not breaking eye contact once. khaleek is in no way scared to kill this man right where he's standing- it scares me that he's done it plenty of times and has gotten away with it plenty of times.
"khaleek, please- baby, put the gun dow-"
"baby?" jamari cut me off, he scoffed and rolled his eyes. "you worried about me and my bitch, but you got a whole nigga? man i knew you was fucked up." he said. khaleek took the gun and pistol whipped him with the gun, leaving a bruise on the side of his face. "khaleek, please stop." i said crying but still trying to keep my voice down so there isn't any attention drawn to my room. "please." i said sobbing. "just let him go." i cried, gripping onto his jacket- him still not breaking eye contact with jamari, that cold look in his eyes.
