مصيرSAINT NEHEMIAH DEMONS
𝘚𝘖𝘜𝘛𝘏 𝘔𝘐𝘈𝘔𝘐
𝟏:𝟐𝟔 𝐀𝐌
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" Nigga she tryna get you locked up ?" Tone scrunched his face up." That's what I just said." I scrunched my face up.
" Maybe don't run people over." Nadia rolled her eyes walking in the kitchen.
" Shut up." I scrunched my face up.
" Gone head and show off." She laughed. " Okay Saint."
" She crazy." Tone laughed.
" I don't pay her no attention no more." I yawned waving her off. " I don't deal with attitudes."
" You be having the biggest one." Nine said.
" I beg to differ." I said blinking slowly. " Who the hell is that knocking at the door ?"
" Go see." Nine made a face.
" Last time I opened a door the cops dragged me out." Tone sighed. " Beat the case though."
I walked to the door opening it seeing Shaun in a blonde wig and sunglasses.
" The hell you got going on ?" I made a face.
" Disguise." He said walking in.
" Heyyyyy." Nadia waved at him smiling.
" I do not know any of you." He said lowly sitting down. " I got married."
" I-What ?" Tone made a face.
" I got married to a white lady named Anna." He crosses his arms.
" You got issues." Nine laughed and we all looked at him.
" Don't you talk to yourself ?" Tone looked at him.
" I talk to Kaynine." He scoffed.
Most people don't even know that Nine is my younger cousin which is why we lived together. I always made sure he was good because I know he not all the way there sometimes.