Misharron's POV
"Well what the fuck am I suppposed to do." Von said clencthing his fits
"why you angry at me for?"Durk furrowed his eyebrows
He glared at Durk then closed his eyes laying back on the sofa
Durk looked at me and I tunred my head to the other side
They better leave me outta this
"why is everyone counting on me to do everything? Do I look like a robot to yall?"
everyone stayed silent
"We didnt say that." Wayne mumbled scratching his head
"Get out my house."
"Why you always put your anger on everyone?"
"I said get the fuck out . The fuck you still doing here."
"You did everything you could-"
"So you want Jamel in prison for shit he didn't do."
"I d-"
"No thats what you tryna say."
Wayne sighed and stood up
"Since you wanna act like a bitch." He said and put his hands in his pocket checking to see if he had his essentials
"Nah cus I told you to leave ."
Wayne turned around and stared at Von
"What." Von said taking a blunt out of his pocket
"Stop playing wit me bruh."
Von stood up
"You threatening me in my own house." He laughed clapping his hands
"I'm not threatening you I'm just telling you to watch out."
"And what do you call that." He raised his eyebrow
Wayne stayed silent
"All right then." Von sat down
"You need to talk with your man." Wayne said to me
"I don't need to tell him anything it's between both of you. Dayvon and Wayne not Misharron, Dayvon and Wayne."
"Useless ass."
"Sorry?". Me and Von said in unison
Wayne kissed his teeth and walked out
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"You taking me to the airport tomorrow?" I asked Von admiring the tattoos on his chest
"Yeah." Von said rubbing my ass with one hand and using his phone with his other
I put my head on his chest and closed my eyes
