Angel (Jahseh Onfroy/ Xxxtentacion Fic)

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"Stokely!" I yelled as the older man walked through the door. He smiled at me. He was a bruised and cut up mess.

"I missed you Teddy." He said with an attempted smile.

"I missed you too." I said. He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me. We held each other for a while, just to be with each other again.

"I'm okay, Amira." He assured me.

"I was so worried." I cried. He rubbed my back.

"You're fine and I'm fine." He whispered. I pulled away.

"You are not okay. You're eyes are so swollen that I'm surprised you even saw me." I said. He chuckled.

"Alright nurse Teddy."

"Just, lay down." I instructed.

"Aight." He chuckled before clutching his side. They got him really fucking bad.

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"Hey, Mira." Jahseh greeted me, kissing me gently on the cheek. He looked exhausted.

"Hi, J. Um, Stokely is laying down in his room." I told him.

"Whatever." He shrugged. He didn't seem alright today, but I really wasn't trying to piss him off.

I watched as Jahseh opened the door, revealing a fucked up version of my best friend. He sat on his bet and patted the boys leg. Stokely opened his eyes, smiling when he saw Jah.

"Sup, nigga?" Stokely asked, trying to sit up before wincing and falling back down into his bed.

"Damn nigga, they fucked you up good." Jahseh chuckled dryly.

"But I'm gonna fuck 'em up better. Them niggas gon' wish they ain't never fucked with me." Stokely vowed.

"Bet, nigga."

"Fuck them niggas, man." Stokely sighed. I frowned. He seemed almost as miserable as Jahseh.

Did I make Jahseh miserable?

Of course I did.

I'm not good enough for him.

He hates me.

I'm pathetic.

I'm not good enough for Jahseh. I'll never be.

"Amira, what's wrong?" Jahseh asked. I snapped my head in his direction and saw a concerned expression on his face. I smiled and shook my head.

"Perfectly fine." I said cheerfully.

"Aight." He shrugged. He just looked sad.

"Are you alright?" I asked him.

"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" He asked.

"You don't need a reason to be sad, Jahseh. But that's good. I was just wondering."

"Well, I'm fine. And don't bother me about it again." He spoke, sounding irritated. I nodded and looked down. Shit. 

"Alright." I said quietly, walking away from the older boy.

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"Amira! I missed you! Sorry about Alex. He can be a real dickbag." Jordan said apologetically, gesturing for me to sit on the couch.

"It's... whatever." I shrugged. There were two other people sitting on the couch. Jonathan from last time and some stranger who was... really fucking pretty. Not like a 'fuck me right now' pretty, as I'm very into Jahseh, but he's very attractive.