5IVE // Pooter ✔️

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i'm backkkk. 🥳🥳🥳 writing the next chapter rn too 🕺🏽

DJ 🃏

A Few Weeks Later; 3 Days Until Trial...

"A'ight, the door'll be unlocked. Knock before you come in, though.", I say into my phone, sliding my shirt on. "Bet."

And with that, I hang up.

"Bae!", I call out.

A few seconds pass as I wait for Five's head to pop into the bathroom.

"Baby!", I try again. Again, she doesn't show up.

With a confused look, I step out of my bathroom.

"Five, where you at?"

I finally find her in my room, staring blankly at the roof.

"You good?", I question, sitting beside her.

She was so deep into her gaze that I scared her once I sat down.

"Y-yeah.", she stammers.

I give her an odd look. "You sure?"

Nodding, she answers, "Positive, you just scared me a little bit right then."

"Oh, my fault. But I was just tryna call you.", I tell her and she raises her eyebrows. "I'an hear you, what you need?"

I say, "De coming over in a minute so we can basically bury the hatchet for this damn trial."

"Have fun.", she replies with a shrug.

"Man what's wrong with you forreal? Did I do something?"

Before she could answer, it's a knock on the door.

"It's open!", I say, and within a second, the door opens.

De walks in and Five wastes no time getting up to close the door behind me.

I watch De as I make my way out of the room.

As soon as my full body is out, Five closes the door.

"Eyes on me, nigga. You ain't here for her.", I tell him and he rolls his eyes. "We ain't starting this shit again."

"You right, you right.", I reply with a sigh.

"Anyways, sit down so I can whoop yo' ass in 2K like I used to."

Smacking his lips, he grabs a controller and sits down.

"You know I handled you every time, stop the cap.", he retorts as I sit down on the other side of the couch.

I scoff and waste no time turning my game on.

Time Skip...

"BOY YOU ASS!", De yells, scoring on me yet again.

I stay silent since I was basically fighting for my damn life.

"What you so quiet for? My bad, my dick is kinda in yo' mouth right now.", he continues.

That there was my last straw.

Standing up, I walk up to my game console and unplug it.

"Got me fucked up.", I mumble, throwing the cord down.

De lets out a loud laugh but I only mug him.

Quoting that one lil nigga from TikTok, I tell him, "I hope yo' fat ass don't come over my house no more."

"Stop calling me fat!", he retorts, flinching at me.

I flip him the middle finger and go check on Five since she hadn't came out the room yet.

"Baby?", I call out, opening the door.

She was too busy talking on her phone to hear me calling her.

However, she notices me once I close the door.

"I'ma call you back.", she says lowly, ending the call.

I give her a weird look. "Who was that?"

"Nobody.", she answers dryly. "Don't play with me Zaire."

Again I ask, "Who was that?"

"Nobody.", she repeats. "Cap as fuck."

She sighs. "I'm tryna get my son back Daren, damn."

"Oh...", I reply, feeling bad as fuck. "Exactly."

And with that, she pulls the covers over her and lays down.

"Turn the light off and close the door when you're done.", she tells me. "Okay, I love you."

"I'm sure you do."

Deion 🕺🏽

"So how you been, my boy?", I ask DJ as he sits back down.

He shrugs. "Shiiiit, I can't complain. How about you?"

"Same forreal. I just miss my nigga.", I reply, and he pretends to cry.

"I can't cap, I miss talking about yo' grandma."

Smacking my lips, I shake my head. "Now when I take that prosthetic and beat yo' muthafuckin' ass with it, don't say nothing to me."

"What? I was just saying."

He adds, "On some real shit though, we family and all, but you gotta admit that you did do some fucked up shit."

"You right. I'm man enough to say what I did was fucked up, and I'm sorry. You and Five got some good shit going on and I'm not gon' fuck that up for y'all.", I respond and he nods. "Good, because this Mac-11 with the beam don't miss."

Like the mature niggas we are, we stand up and shake hands.

With a smile, he tells me, "That was some adult ass shit, on God."

"On Crip it was." I nod in agreement, matching his facial expression.

"Now back to this trial thing..."

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i missed y'all soooo much omfg. but thanks to some motivation n extra ideas from my booboo, i'm back like i never left 🤍