I don't shed tears anymore, cause love don't live here anymore...
Von POV
"Bruh where the fuck is we going? It's 3 in the morning!" Booka complained.
"I told you I gotta hit this lick," I answered, "Stop fucking complaining like a hoe."
I'm not even supposed to be out here right now. I'm supposed to be at home laid up with a bitch.
"Folks, what the fuck you so mad for?" Durk asked, "you had an attitude ever since you left the club."
"If anything we should be mad, since you wanna leave us and shit," Muwop added.
"Bro shut the fuck up."
"Dani must've said some shit to your ass," Durk mumbled.
"Man, fuck Dani."
She got some nerve talking to me like that like I won't knock her goofy ass off the Earth. Drunk or not, she meant what she said.
"You wanna fuck Dani?" Booka joked.
"Ye- No."
They all started laughing like I just said the funniest shit ever. I hate niggas, on foe nem.
"Man I got more important shit to worry about," I said making a left turn.
"Alright, I asked about this nigga and he like to play with sticks , so don't let him catch yo ass lacking," Muwop said.
"Ain't that Dani sister?" Booka asked pointing to his left. I looked over and she was on her phone, walking.
"Yeah, that's her," I said pulling up next to her.
"Where your little fast ass walking to?"
"Don't worry about it," she mugged.
"Get in the car."
"I don't need a ride, I can walk on my own," she said.
"Little girl get in the car before I get out and throw your ass in here."
She stopped walking and rolled her eyes before she got in the car.
"Was that so hard?"
"Shut up and take me home."
"I would've let her walk if I was you," Durk mumbled.
I ignored him and headed back to Dani's.
"So how's the baby?" Booka smiled at Demi.
"Please don't speak to me," she said with an attitude.
"Where your bitch ass boyfriend at?" Memo asked.
"I don't have a boyfriend," she mumbled.
"So you finally kicked him to the curb?"
She ignored us as I turned onto her street. It was four police cars and an ambulance pulling off.
"What the fuck happened here?"
"Uh uh, turn this bitch around. We don't fuck with 12, and 12 don't fuck with us," Booka said.
"Do you know how much weed is in this car right now?" Doodie added.
"Shut up, I gotta see what's going on."
"You always gotta be Captain save some hoes. Turn this hoe around," Durk joined.
I ignored them and pulled into the driveway, getting out the car with Demi following behind me.
"What happened?" I asked the officers.
"Where is my sister?" Demi asked.
"This area is off limits for the time being. Your sister was arrested for the murder of Damien Baker," he replied.
She killed her granddaddy?
"What?" Demi asked, crying, "How do you know she killed him? She wouldn't do that."
"We're investigating now so nobody can be on the premises until further notice."
"This is some bullshit, man."
"No, this can't be happening. If he's gone and Dani's locked away then I have nobody. I'm pregnant and they're gonna send me to foster care," Demi cried.
"Girl, we ain't worried about that shit right now. Your grandpa just died and I know Dani ain't kill him. Where the fuck she at? I just dropped her off!"
"Hey, you need to calm down," the officer yelled in my face.
Yes, he's white...
"No nigga, you need to tell me where my bitch is right now," I sized him up.
"Alright calm down. You won't be able to see the girl for a few days. She's getting booked into the system. They won't let her free until we're clear on what happened," the BLACK officer answered.
"Oh my god," Demi hyperventilated.
"Calm down, Lil folks. She gon be good."
"She can't survive in jail. Dani isn't tough," she panicked.
I pulled her in for a hug and rubbed her back.I don't like her little fast ass but she going through it right now.
"I don't have anywhere to go," she sobbed.
Damn, that nigga Josh must've really put her ass out-
"You can stay with me, lil foe nem. We'll go see your sister in a few days."
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3 days later (still Von POV)
"Spread your arms and legs," the cop instructed.
Me and Demi are at the jail so we can see Dani. Looking around and taking everything in made me happy I got out this bitch.
I got arrested right when I graduated high school for murder but I got lucky and ended up making bail. I still was in this bitch for 2 years though, and that shit wasn't fun.
The cop scanned me with that metal detector thing. (A/N; I don't know what it's called)
When she got to my waist, it started to beep.
I forgot to leave the gun in the car-
"What you got under their, son?" the lady asked me.
"Joyce quit acting like you don't know me, gang. You know what's right there."
Everybody in this bitch know me. That don't mean they all like my ass though.
She took a step back and pointed her stank ass finger at me.
"Don't get in here shooting nobody Dayvon. I ain't tryna lose this job," she said.
"I got you, folks. Good looking," I smiled walking through.
We got to the front and went to the little booth.
"Wassup Kevin."
"Oh shit, what's good Grandson?" he greeted excitedly.
"Damn your fat ass still working here huh?"
"Nigga, I like this job. I get to sit on my ass all day," he joked, "anyways, what you here for?"
"I'm here to see my shorty."
"Your bitch a felon?" he asked.
"Nah, she was just at the wrong place at the wrong time."
I know Dani ain't kill Mr Baker. She loved that man more than she love herself.
"Alright what's the name?"
"Danielle Baker."
"Baker? I heard she in here for murder," he said.
"She ain't kill nobody."
"I don't know about all that. You know who her daddy was?" Kevin suggested.
"Yeah, he killed her mama."
"Yeah. He was in here for a few days before he got sent off to prison. He was a cool dude, he just had a few psychological problems."
"What do you mean by that?" Demi asked.
"They ain't never tell the family about his disorder?" Kevin asked. Demi shook her head no.
"While he was in here, they diagnosed him with schizophrenia," Kevin told us.
That big ass word-
"What is that?"
"It's when you super antisocial and you see things that aren't there. You can hear voices too," he explained, "do y'all ever catch her blacking out?"
"Sometimes when I'm talking to her, she'll stop and get stuck," Demi answered.
"Yeah, her daddy used to do that. The voices he heard would tell him some bad shit. You might wanna get her checked out."
Damn, I gotta keep a close eye on Dani...
"Alright gang, y'all can go sit in the meeting area, she'll be out in a minute," Kevin said.
"Aight, I'll fuck with you gang."
"You know everybody in here?" Demi asked as we walked to a table.
"Damn near," I replied as we sat down.
"I'm worried," Demi said, with her head in her hands.
"She gon be good. Just breathe."
"But what if-
The doors opened and Dani walked in with a guard in an orange jumpsuit and hand cuffs. That did something to me and I know that did something to Demi too.
"You got 10 minutes," the guard told her as she sat down.
"Was-
"Did you kill Pop?" Demi asked with her voice cracking.
Dani didn't respond. She just stared at the table.
"Did you do it?" Demi asked again, a little louder this time.
She ain't answer, but this time she stared at Demi with a blank expression. Maybe she do need to get checked out...
"Your not going to say anything?" Demi said, getting mad.
Dani paused and let out a breath, "there isn't anything to say."
"So you did it?" Demi guessed.
"I never said that," Dani said.
"But your not denying it either. It's a yes or no question," she said, hitting the table.
Dani looked back down at the table. Damn, I'm starting to think she did kill him.
Demi chuckled bitterly and sniffed.
"Don't talk to me ever again, Dani. You can rot in this bitch for all I care," she gritted getting up from the table.
Dani ain't say shit, she stared at the table.
"Dani what's going on with you, ma? Why the fuck you keep staring at the table?"
"I'm looking at myself. You don't have mirrors in the cell," she said softly, "I haven't seen myself in a while. I don't even know who I am anymore."
You can tell she hurting, but she never cries.
"Dani, if you killed him, I'm not going to judge you, but you gotta let me know so we can do what we gotta do to get you outta here," I encouraged grabbing her hand.
She looked at my hand and then looked at me.
"I don't know if I did it or not," she said, just a little above a whisper.
"What you mean?"
"I told him our grandmother was dead and he dropped to the floor, like he had a heart attack," she clarified.
"But your granny been dead for a while now?"
"I know, but he never understood that. He was telling himself that one day she was coming back. I guess I was right, that was the only thing keeping him going," she explained.
Damn-
"That wasn't your fault, Dani. You was drunk, you was just talking-
"But drunk people know what they're saying, sober people just know how to control it better," she interrupted.
I sighed and gripped her hand a little tighter.
"I'm here for you alright? I'mma get you outta here."
"Now your here for me?" she chuckled.
"Dani I always been there for you."
"You know, I always knew this little thing we had going on would come to an end but I didn't think it would happen this soon," she said.
"Ain't shit ended. We still together."
"But we were never really together. It was to get your ex back and now you have her," she continued.
"It was cool. We had some laughs, we shared memories , kisses, and hugs, but I guess my fairytale didn't get to have it's happy ending," she shrugged.
"Dani stop talking like everything is over. We getting you outta here."
I ain't never seen her be this serious, she'd usually say something goofy by now.
"I know y'all will-
"Times up," the guard said. Bitch-
"Alright, I gotta go. Call me while I'm in here," she grinned.
"I will. I love yo-
I ain't mean to say that shit-
She stopped walking and smiled, making me smile. I know them three little words made her day.
"I love you too," she cheesed.
And with that, she walked away.
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The End!!! Thank y'all for reading!
I'm just playing, the book ain't over😂
I had a good day today so I'll say number 7💙