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Ezriah's temperature rised as he stared at the incompetent boy in front of of him. He wasn't even upset that he showed up to Cimani's crib because at the end of the day, he was here before him. He just didn't like the fact that he decided not to leave although he was given many fair warnings.
He tried to contain his anger because he knew his brother was on the other side of the house with his lady, and if he made a scene Nipsey wouldn't hesitate to shoot Jared with no hesitation.
"Oh word? So she ya' bitch now? Streets talkin' Saint. Everybody know yall not together, you can cut the act."
Cimani's ears perked at his words, is that really what people were saying? How would anybody even know that her and Saint where fucking' around is what she wanted to know.
Saint rubbed his eyes as he felt him self getting tired. Tired of looking at his scrawny ass, tired of this redundant ass conversation. He thought to himself. "Bro, in all honesty yall never had a title either from what I heard. And when yall did, you fucked up. That's the difference between me and you, it's no room for error for what I'm tryna build with that girl. We don't gotta rush into no title."
Placing his hand on his hip, he held onto his gun. "Now leave bro, you look like a bitch. Respectfully."
Jared didn't like the words he was hearing, he knew who Saint was for a while now and he also knew the only girlfriend he ever had, had disappeared years ago. He knew Saint could get any bitch he wanted, but he was picky and he chose her. He was scared that he was getting too fond of Cimani, and he might fall in love just like he did.
Jared wasn't mad that Cimani moved on, he was more so angry about who she moved on with. A powerful man, whose name rung bells in the streets. He knew eventually things with them would get serious, he just didn't think it would be that fast.
"You like her huh?" Jared laughed as he taunted Ezriah. "That pussy good right? Just know, she know where home is nigga. Ima be right here waiting with open arms soon as you fuck up."
Jared's words only fueled Ezriah more, he sometimes didn't trust his self and believed those horrid thoughts in his mind that reminded him that he was a monster. Untrustworthy, and didn't deserve love. He knew with his mental and the way his mind worked, he was liable to fuck up.
Ezriah was still emotionally immature, holding on to the betrayal he was met with eleven years ago. In reality he was a thirty year old man, who was street and book smart but when it came to love? That was 19 year old Ezriah controlling his emotions and the way he portrayed love.
Being that he never really healed from all the things he's been through, the trauma just stuck with him. Tricking his brain into thinking that he was unlovable, causing him to be bad at giving, and receiving love.
Ezriah couldn't contain the anger that shot through his body. Jared had read him like a book without even knowing it. Jared on the other hand? honestly was projecting, because in this situation that's exactly what happened to him. He kept fucking around, and only trying to fuck with Cimani on his time and she fucked around and cut him off completely for Ezriah.
