Part 8

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"Get it....GET IT baby .....SHIT!"

"IM BOUT TO nuh .....IM BOUT TO..."

"NALL NOT YET.....NOT YET BABY!"

"AHHHHHHH FUuuuuuCK TOO LATE.....SHIIIIIT!"

I took off the rest of the week following the funeral. But sitting at home with KeKe all day was about to drive me fucking crazy. All we did was fuck and smoke....smoke and fuck. And oh....babysit Nanna who literally went all of a sudden I hate to say it, crazy. I knew she went crazy because she stop smoking her cigarettes and she stopped sneaking off buying crack from my potna Gmane. Speaking of my nigga, I  need to call my boy..matter fact let me call him. Haven't spoke to him since the funeral Saturday. I called him and instantly answered

"What up bro?"

"Gmane where you at foo?" I responded

"Shiiid on the Southside....what up ...you good bro?" He replied.

"Yea just taking it one day at a time my dawg. Scoop me up for min...let's burn one!"

"Say less!"

I hung up the phone and stood on my porch to catch some air. Rolling my eyes at KeKe as she sat in the living room on her phone as usual. It's like when we wasnt fucking we was beefing, especially since Melodie died. It's crazy because the detectives been coming by this week hollin that they think somebody tried to burned Nanna house down on purpose. But hell who would want to hurt Nanna? She literally raised the whole block. I know one thang, if I found out somebody did do it, on my daughter soul I'm sending them mfs to hell!  Suddenly I heard KeKe scream from back inside the house. I ran in and ran to the back. I saw Nanna was laying in a puddle of blood screaming to the top of her lungs while dying eyes rolling to the back of her head.

"I KNOW WHO DID IT ....I KNOW WHO KILLED HER....I KNOW WHO KILL MELODIE!

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