I rolled my eyes. "No he's not, why you just lie like that?"

"He fine ain't he Sean?"

"Don't try me like that." He looked up at her. "I don't even fuck with white boys."

"Oh so you fuck with black boys?"

"I'm gon' break yo neck."

"I dare you."

"Can y'all stop? Damn. We got a common problem right now."

I honestly felt like I was about to pass the hell out but we had this fucking white boy to worry about. I knew it was because of all the bleach and cleaning products. I just need to get this shit over with because otherwise I'm gon' be dead right here with this boy.

"Is Seven telling you all this shit?" Sean asked. "And nigga if you lie, you gon' die."

"Well you gon' die either way, it's just a little push."

I just stared at Angela. Matt started crying and Sean turned his nose up at him.

"What are you crying for? You ain't accepted your fate yet mayo?"

I busted out laughing. No way he just called this man mayo.

"Just yes or no, she told you all that shit didn't she?"

"Yeah man talk to her damn. This ain't got shit to do with me."

"But it does." Sean skipped off then pulled a small knife out of his pocket, he tossed the knife and it hit Matt in his chest.

Matt screamed and tried to grab it but the cuffs wouldn't allow him to. Angela was so excited with her crazy ass.

My eyes started watering from the products. Sean took a look at me but I shook my head. I was alright, I just needed him to hurry the fuck up. He loves playing around knowing they're gonna die anyway.

"Can I do it Sean?" Angela asked.

"Hell nah." He pulled out his gun from his pants.

"Please?" She batted her eyelashes.

He rolled her eyes and nodded his head, she walked over to him and he placed his hands over hers. She put her finger on the trigger. He kissed her cheek and looked over at me, I nodded.

The moment the shot went off, I felt like I had to throw up. Just seeing it made my stomach turn and that never happens.

I dropped right there, spilling out everything that I'd eaten today. I didn't know what it was because this never happens but I just couldn't stop. Everything was just coming up.

Sean and Angela rushed to my side. Sean tried to pull me up off the floor but Angela smacked his hand. She pulled my hair back then started to rub my back.

"It's okay baby. Let it out."

Hot tears rolled down my cheeks as I continued to throw up. I did not have this much to eat, why am I throwing up like this?

Once I was actually done, Angela picked me up off of the floor and handed me a white rag so I could wipe my mouth off.

"White? Really Angela?"

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