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𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 ᴊᴀᴄᴋsᴏɴᴠɪʟʟᴇ, ғʟ
I sat in the holding cell with my leg shaking, looking at all the crack addicts shaking and twitching in there wit me.
"wassup" a dude came up to me scratching his self, I immediately got up and and backed up from him cause this nigga was clearly tweaking
"Kaire James" the officer called out making me snap my head looking at him
"your phone call" he said and I quickly walked out the cell
I picked up the phone and started dialing my friend duke number.i sat there listening as the phone ring and then I finally heard it pick up
"the fuck" he mumbled picking up the phone
"Yo duke" I mumbled leaning up against the wall with the phone up to my ear
"nigga yo ass in jail" duke yelled
"yeah" I mumbled laughing a little bit under my breath
"ain't shit funny bro, what the fuck happened?" Duke said, me and him had been friends since we was kids right along wit cortez. We was all pretty close which me and duke had kinda split up when all that stuff with cortez went down. But of course we was still friends.
"Found Mia fucking aj" I mumbled
"Oh lord! You killed him! Oh god!" Duke said yelling and I just laughed, he was dramatic as fuck shit didn't no make sense
"nah, they tryna charge me wit assault and shit though"
"they gave you bail" he asked
"yeah, it's like 200k" I mumbled
"I got the money at home" I said
"Uh alright I gotchu, ima be up there in a minute" he said
"where's the-" the phone call then cut off making me sigh, I hung the phone back up and the gaurd took me back to the holding cell.
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𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐇 𝐋𝐀'𝐍𝐈𝐀 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝘑𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦, 𝘍𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺..
I sat in the living room with my textbook and notes in front of me. Summer walker played lowly in my AirPods as the rain drizzled hitting up against my house.
