《siyari.》𝟷𝟾.
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𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀.
𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙶𝙾, 𝙸𝙻
𝙾𝙼𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙲𝙸𝙴𝙽𝚃 ⸱ 𝙽𝙾𝚅. 𝟸𝟷𝚂𝚃
𓆙𓆙𓆙
"Skinny bitch." Blakk mumbled as he looked at Mali through the mirror of her bathroom.
"Tabari.. call me another bitch and ima shoot the fuck outta, real shit." Mali calmly said putting her blunt back to her lips and finishing up her edges.
"I bet if we go out in public mfs gone think you a stud." He said. He was just saying the shit that came to mind at the moment.
They were always like this though. Going back and forth and saying shit to hurt each other's feelings but their feelings rarely got hurt, they enjoyed saying shit about each other.
"You fucking this stu-" He jerked his head towards her before slapping the back of her head.
"Don't fucking say that shit, muhfuckas gone hear you." He said.
She turned around and took a deep breath in, trying so hard not to hit him. "We the only fucking ones here Blakk." Mali mugged him.
"Oh." He said laughing so hard as if it was the funniest thing ever. She stood there with a bored expression on her face.
"Why you looking at me like that? You mad at me?" He asked wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into him.
"Nah." She said.
"When we gone tell gang nem bout us?" He asked. He wanted to stop hiding what they were doing and let everybody know that she was his.
He been tryna fuck with her for the longest and now that he has her he didn't want to hide it.
They had been fucking with each other for a long time but they began taking it seriously a few months back.
"What you mean?" She asked looking up at him. Relationships were never her thing, she was just like Glock, but she knew how to be loyal.
I mean Glock loyalty ran deep, he just didn't know how to properly be in a relationship.
"When we gone tell em bout us- nah fuck that, when we gone become official. We not even together and we do allat lovey dovey shit couples do." He said.
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She sighed. "Do we need a title? I mean won't shit be different but the title if you say we act like we a couple already. And a title really ain't shit but a word. How I know you won't do me dirty and leave me?" She asked.
Mali had trust issues, real bad trust issues. After her father put that image in her head that he would be there no matter what and left, she became a whole new person.
She was so sweet and full of joy and happiness, and now she's sad and mad all the time, kill people, sell drugs, and smoke her ass off.
"Ian gone leave you.. you won't even let me leave you." Blakk said lifting her head up by her chin and looking in her eyes.
She looked away and laughed. "You know what the fuck you doing Tabari, stop."
Eye contact made her wanna fuck. Almost every time they made eye contact, they fucked.
"You got time, gone head give big daddy some pwussy." He smirked. She laughed at how cringe that was.
"Don't you got a hit to make asum?" She asked him.
"How the fuck you know?"
"I went through yo phone. At first i was taking pictures and shit, but then a message popped up from Bam. He said yall got be at the trap by 2:30." She answered turning around and fixing her hair.
"We got a lick to hit too though, it's tonight. Bam want us to knock off Jaliyah." Mali said.
"Who is us?" Blakk asked.
"Me, Yari, and Ke." Mali answered.
"Ain't Ke pregnant?" He asked making her shoot her head towards him.
"Fuck no, who told you that?" She asked confused as fuck.
"Nobody.. she just act like she pregnant. She stay being mean and she always being fucking bipolar. She cried 2 times earlier today." He said.
"That's just Ke though." Mali said shrugging it off and not thinking too much of it.
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"Not the crying and shit, ian never seen that mean ass muhfucka cry." He said. She chuckled.
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𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙶𝙾, 𝙸𝙻
𝙾𝙼𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙲𝙸𝙴𝙽𝚃 ⸱ 𝙽𝙾𝚅. 𝟸𝟷𝚂𝚃
𓆙𓆙𓆙
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"We too raw." Yari laughed looking at Mali's instagram post.
"On bro but y'all ready?" Mali asked shutting her phone off and putting it up under her seat.
"Yea." Yari said kissing her gun, she hadn't done something like this in a long ass time.
Ke nodded her head.
They all got out the car, pulled their ski masks over their faces, and ran to the back of the house, ducking so that no one from inside the house would see.
The only people in the house were Jaliyah and Her "boy best friend".
"Kick this bitch down or pick the lo-"
Before Mali could even finish, Ke kicked the down the door.
"Gawd damn bitch, fe fi fo fum.. strong feet ass." Yari said looking at Ke.
"The door was just weak as fuck.. this house weak as fuck." Ke mumbled walking in. Mali and Yari walked in behind her and found the living.
Jaliyah and her boy best friend were in there fucking with loud music on. They were moaning too loud to hear that Ke kicked down her door and the living room was all the way on the other side of the house.
"Ew.. its stank as fuck." Mali gagged scrunching her face up.
"Ain't no way in hell it should be this fucking stank." She added.
"Aye!" Yari yelled making them hop up and cover themselves with their hands.
"Who are y'all?" Jaliyah asked.
"You jaliyah?" Mali asked.
"Yea..."
Mali nodded her head shooting the boy 3 times killing him.
Jaliyah opened her mouth to scream but Yari stopped her. "Scream bitch and watch I push yo shit back."
She quickly closed her mouth and sat down on the couch.
Mali cocked her gun back to shoot Jaliyah.
"Wait." Yari told her while walking up to jaliyah.
She put her gun down on the coffee table and with no warning she punched the shit outta Jaliyah. She then began punching her back to back.
The girl tried to fight back but Mali and Ke both jumped in.
She was now on the floor.
They got off of her and she just laid there not moving, she was very much alive but she was stuck.
Ke and Mali backed up and let Yari handle it.
Yari got her gun and kneeled down by jaliyah's face and pulled up her mask.
"I wanna torture yo ass for how you did Jasiah. Did you really have to beat on him? He's one. Now ima have to tell him his biological mother didn't want him and she rather live a fun life instead of taking care of her son. You didn't love him and give him the proper affection, care, and attention he needed." Yari said shaking her head.
"Anyways, I took my mask off because I wanted to be the last face you seen before you died. Lights out hoe." Yari added, shooting Jaliyah in her face making sure to empty the clip like she said before.
She got up and mugged the body. "Rot in hell bitch."
Before they left the house they made sure there was no evidence left to trace back to them, which there wasn't.
They ran back to their car and pulled off.
"That was fun." Mali smiled turning some music on.
"I'm sleepy as fuck." Ke said.
"Ight, we gone stop and get some food and then go to Yari place." Mali said.
"We always gotta go to my fucking place."
"Ohhh shut the fuck up."
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