Mannnnnnn I CANT BREATHE A ROSE IN HARLEM WATTPAD BOOK GOT ME IN A CHOKEHOLD, shit has me in my MOODS RN
Anyways enjoy the chapter😞 lmk what yall think please
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𝙅𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙖𝙣 𝙄𝙙𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙃𝙮𝙣𝙚𝙨
"Youre fuckin sick" Ken shook his head as he listened to bishop
"Im fuckin sick? Im sick while you was out giving my shit to another nigga" bishop spats angrily as ken tries to ignore him wrapping his wound
"I told you thats my friend, and even if it wasnt dat dont matta im single an' cool off yo funky ass" ken squeezes the bandage on bishops arm making him hiss
"Aye bitc-"
"Lil daddy you cook good as hell put yo ass and foot in this shit" Art comes out with a steaming bowl of chicken and shrimp Alfredo in his hand eyes closed as if he was savoring every chew
Both bishop and Ken looks at the man who had just shot bishop in his leg with shock
"Thank you art" Ken shakes his head a small blush on his cheeks from the compliment
Ken had always wanted to be a chef hence to why he always made Harlem try his dishes yet nothing seemed to please his cousin so he was starting to think he actually should give up his dream
"Im serious sexy shit is a twelve outta ten" Art had a small Caribbean accent come out as he spoke which ken hadn't noticed until today, it made him realize how he really didnt know much about Art
So much he wanted to figure out now, intrigued with how he found such a warm hearted yet violent innocent playing man to become his friend
"Yo friends call you daddy and sexy now jordan" Bishop smacks his lips and ken just shrugs
"Mind yo business i guess ion know what ta tell ya playa" ken finishes helping bishop
"Igh im done get tha fuck out" ken closes his first aid and bishop wraps his hand around his wrist before he heard a clocking sound he turns and sees art with a piece of garlic bread in his hand and a gun pointed at his face in the other
"Dis shii fire too" he moans and ken shakes his head a small smile on his face
A fuckin goofball in the worse of times he thinks to himself
"Mane youa hoe on my mama ken" Bishop shoves his hand and ken shrugs
"Aint she dead, aint coo to lie on da deceased" ken says and bishop glares at him
