𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐗, 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐊
1 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫
𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 28, 2022
𝐊𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐍 𝐍𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐙
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𝐈 𝐋𝐈𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐓, as i watched nas and setty play the game against each other. we hadn't been in contact with samoni, at all.
"nigga you been mad quiet these last few days, you bitchin' out on us?" dougie spoke up causing everybody to look at cblu.
"it ain't even that, samoni ain't been to school in a week. what if she rat on us?" he rubbed his hands down his face.
"rat on us how? she doesn't have proof that we did shit," dougie responded.
"he's right, if she was gone rat us out we would've been gone days ago." setty chimed in.
"i don't know man, i kinda miss having her around," cblu chuckled.
𝘪 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘬𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰..
"you know what," he paused for a second. "this is y'all niggas fault." he stood up.
"here he go," dougie mumbled. "nigga what the fuck are you talkin' 'bout?" setty paused the game.
"you know what im talkin' about jerry. y'all niggas are the ones that asked why i never brung her around, maybe i should've kept it that way," he snapped. "the only actual friend i got to make at that school, couldn't even keep her because y'all niggas beefing with half the fucking bronx," he went on with what he was saying.
"cblu we ain't know she was gone be related to the nigga, its a small fucking world. you'll find a new friend, toughen the fuck up and get the fuck over it." dougie mugged him.
"toughen up? you can't be one talking about toughen up witcho' depressed ass. fucking drug addict," cblu spat.
"ight, that's it." dougie got up and charged towards him, punching him in the jaw causing cblu to fall on the couch.
setty and nas stood up to pull dougie back. "yo ya niggas need to chill," said nas.
"nah camrin need to chill, stressing about a treesh that ain't gone do shit but forget about him." dougie sat back down trying to catch his breath.
"you know what fuck ya niggas," cblu stood up and grabbed his hoodie before storming out.
"it ain't never that serious," setty mumbled.
in my opinion we all been off these last few days. setty been quieter than usual, dougie has been extremely angry, i became a little more distant, and as for nas, he was still his same ole self.
"man wassup with ya niggas, i been the only one thats been coolin'," nas stated.
"i'm coolin' too," setty scrunched his face up. "nigga stop frontin' yo ass is not cooling, usually you would be talking about yo party right now or hype about some other shit." nas stated, that was one thing about all of us, we knew each other so well.
"is it because sam ain't gone be around no time soon? i know kay sad ass miss her, caught that nigga going through her instagram yesterday." nas chuckled.
"you mad aggy, i wasn't even going through her page," i mugged him.
"man now that i think about it, i hate that we did that but that nigga would've did the same thing if he caught one of us lackin'. its just, me and samoni built a cool ass bond, she reminds me of alaia a lil bit," setty shook his head.
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"whatchu' call me over here for ash?" i sat on her couch.
"we gotta talk about something," she sighed and sat next to me.
"ight...speak," i looked at her.
"so umm, for the last few weeks i been feelin' sick, and i took a pregnancy test at my moms house yesterday and.." she stopped.
"and what ash?" i started to grow frustrated. "it came back positive." her eyes got teary.
"so you pregnant?" she nodded, i rubbed my hands down my face and shook my head.
"schedule an appointment to the clinic," i mumbled causing her to scrunch her face up.
"the fuck you mean schedule an appointment? nigga i'm not aborting my fucking baby." she stood up.
"ashley nobody said you had to abort the fucking baby. i just wanna make sure you actually pregnant," i mugged her.
"whatever nigga. all i know is you better have yo shit together before this baby get here." she rolled her eyes.
𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳.
"i'm 'bout to jet." i stood up.
"why?" she asked. "i got some shit to take care of ashley now watch out." i pushed past her.
"you probably finna go see some treesh." she held a mug on her face. ignoring her comment, i left out her house slamming the door behind myself.
i went outside and made my way to the car. i got in before starting it and putting on my seatbelt. turning up the radio, i sped off making my way to samoni's house.
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as i pulled in her driveway and cut the car off, i seen camrin coming out of her house. i got out and approached him.
"yo whatchu doin' here?" i questioned him. "i just came to check on her, this shit ain't right." he sighed.
"is she cool?" i asked.
"she barely talked, she got bags under her eyes and she just laid there staring at the wall so i guess not, kevin." he responded before walking away to get in his car.
i knocked on the house door and waited for somebody to answer. seconds later the door opened revealing her aunt.
"oh hi kevin, you here to see sammy?" i nodded, she stepped aside letting me in.
i went straight to her room and opened the door to see tissues everywhere, it was dark, her curtains was closed, and i heard light sniffles.
"please go away tete," she spoke.
"moni its me, kevin." i closed the door and sat on her bed.
"go away." she repeated again.
"but— i don't fucking wanna talk to you, just leave." she cut me off. i stood up and shook my head before leaving her room.
"did she talk to you?" her aunt asked. "nah she just want me to leave." i chuckled.
"i'm sorry, i haven't gotten her out of that room in days now. she'll come around though." she sighed, i nodded before leaving out.
getting back into my car, i sat there for a few minutes before pulling off. i felt bad at this point, but we had to do what we had to do. i connected my phone to the radio and made my way back to ashley's house.
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𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐟.
𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞
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