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"why six why" i questioned him
"because ion trust the lil nigga he weird, could really be working for satan"
Looking at nay he held a blank expression on his face. I really could not read this boy at all it was weird.
"ion give a fuck about you or that nigga satan if i wanted you or him dead i could've been killed yall."he spat
"yea yea handle my light work Dior"six shrugged
"im not killing him and you not either"
"so basically you saying you like the nigga"
"just let him go what the fuck"
"alright bruh" he nodded before walking out
"i'm sorry nay i'm really sorry"i shook my head while untying him
"it's all good Dior i promise you it is" he chuckled before getting up.
"but let me ask, you appeared at my therapist session because you're a new client, now you ended up here. i really want to trust you but this shit just weird" i shook my head
"it ain't even like that, i literally need serious help. ain't nobody worried about killing you or these other niggas but now i just am" he chuckled.
"i can't catch a fucking break" i yelled trying not to break down
"maybe if you'll stay away from these fucking wanna be demon ass niggas you're life would go well" he shook his head as he got up
"how you know so much though" i asked very curious.
"because i'm far from dumb and them niggas been knew what was up with me" he said while grabbing a gun off the table.
"but they never told me anything about you"
"because even if they did you couldn't stop me either Dior or kills which ever you prefer" he chuckled
"but why, who are you"
"about a year ago, you was leaving a party by yourself walking in a empty alley. You soon heard gunshots and was trying to get the fuck out of there but a bullet grazed your arm. You still continued to run only for a nigga to knock you down saying "get the fuck out of here" he paused shaking his head
"so that was you that told me to get out of there" i asked still confused but curious
"no. i didn't know you, never heard of you and was damn sure was not worried about you, but you was just at the place at the wrong time. i was trying to shoot Satan but you got in my way causing me to graze your arm and lose satan. after all that i could've had him dead but you threw the shit all off."
"what the fuck, so where did six come from in all of this"
"Man six just a random ass nigga that wanted to kill everybody on Satan's hit-list" he shrugged
"but why doesn't it seem like that with him to me"
"because he is cable of stuff and he did have a hard lifestyle but he still a fucking random"
"so you're the one that knows everything"
"yea, but i ain't do my research on you cause you can die just like them ion give a fuck"
"you're so careless"
"nah i just don't care about y'all or anybody else, i just be tryna have peace but here come people like y'all disturbing it."
"but they never told me about you so i was never ruining shìt for you"
"you right but you were still getting involved cause look at you now, handling shit for some pussy ass niggas that can't do it for themselves"
"but it wasn't even like that i"
"it was like that, all i'm going to tell you is get your shit together and stay away from around them cause sooner or later they gone be dead" he mumbled the last part walking out
