Nicholas Simmons
Peep Rg in the mm.
Quick unrelated note: ISTG I DID NOT LIKE THIS NIGGA RG AT FIRST. HE GOT A LIL TOO DISRESPECTFUL WITH MY BABY DJ. ISKSIEK HE AIGHT NOW. I GUESS.
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I peeked my head over the rail to look down at the scene.
Cordae, symere, Jordan, Jarad, and our other friend jahseh pulled up and lord knows they were giving Tay hell.
Jordan wa holding Sy back, Jarad was bout mad as hell while Cordae held him back, jahseh... jahseh was arguing with him.
"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU TOUCH HIM IN THR FIRST PLACE?! HES PREGNANT WITH YOUR FUCKING KID. YOU ACT LIKE YOU DONT GIVE A SHIT" Jahseh yelled as Tay backed up with ever step jahseh took.
I looked at symere and his eyes were black. He broke from Jordan's grip and charged at Taymor. Jahseh smirked with a devilish look on his face. "Y'all.." I said lowly.
None of them heard me.
"YO CHILL THE FUCK OUT FOR A SECOND," I yelled, causing everyone to stare at me, Tay shooting me a death glare. "Take yo ass upstairs," Tay demanded. I smirked. "Or else?" I said, pulling a knife from my pocket. I keep one on me.
Jahseh smirked At me again &' I smirked back. "Let em go. Have fun guys. DAE, you come with me," I said. He nodded and walked out of the door.
"So I wish I would've listened to you now." I said. He sighed. "Nahh. I should've never been so hard on you.. but I'm still gonna kill this nigga" he shrugged. "Go ahea- fuck," I groaned, holding my stomach. "What's wrong?" Dae asked in a panic. "My stomach- it hurts," I said. "How bad." He asked. "10- AHH FUCK," I screamed, holding my stomach in pain. Dae helped me in the car. "Stay here. I'm gonna go get the boys," he said, shutting the door.
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Cordae Dunston
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"YALL WE GOTTA GO, NICK AINT GOOD RN," I yelled. Everyone froze up, turning towards me.
Jahseh and symere were fighting Taymor while the rest were trying to break it up. "what's wrong with him?" Sy asked. "His stomach... I think it's the baby," I said.
The second I said that, Sy lost it. "You dirty bitch," he spat at Taymor. "Come on y'all. I gotta be there for him." Sy said, snatching his shirt off of the couch and walking straight past everyone. We all have eachother a worried look, and Taymor tried to leave but I stopped him. "Don't even do it," I said, leaving the house.
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A/n: this book ending I'm 11 more chapters probably
