Sorry for any mistakes
Misharron's POV
"Come inside?"
I snatched my hand back and walked of
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I threw my bag on the bed and sat on the floor
I called Von but he wasn't answering
Dayvon's POV
I looked outside because I could hear gun shots being fired
I saw Wayne running away with a gun in his hand
Who the fuck has their gun out in the the daytime?
He ran towards my house and banged on the door
I closed the blinds and and went to open the door for him
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"Bruh thank you-"
"Save it."
"I'm sorry about yesterday I didn't-"
"Why are you still talking?"
"Sorry-"
"Shut up!"
"I-"
I covered his mouth and stood next to the front door
Police broke the front door walked around the house with guns in their hands
Thank God my mom wanted to look after True and
Dayvon today
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"You see what you caused nigga."
"I said im sorry."
"Say sorry on more fucking time-"
"Your aggresive for no reason." Clarence said reading a newspaper
"Aye let me see that real quick." I asked putting my hand out
Clarence gave it to me and I snatched out of his hand then hit the back of his head
"What you do that for?"
"Your telling me not to be aggresve when the feds are gonna think I was involved in Wayne bullshit."
"Gimmie my damn newspaper " He snatched it out of my hand
"And they fucked up my door."
"You can always fix it." Wayne said looking at the floor
"Pay for it then."
"Um-"
"Let me guess you ain't got the money."
"Whatever." He sat down on the chair
"Who told me?" I asked my self walking back and forth "Who told me to open the fucking door?"
"Damn" Clarence laughed
