JUST YOU WAIT...LOL (24)

...immediately my thoughts went from mafuckin mad to mafuckin fuming..."WHAT...NIGGA IT AIN'T GOIN DOWN!" I shot before I was cut off..."Das right!" Trina spat...as she stood up..."My Mhir Mhir ain't goin for dat shit...dis ain't about chu...dis for me...he sucked your dick to prove he loved me..." she retorted looking down at me as I continue clutching my eye...grinting on nis nigga da whole time with my other eye..." and now you trying make it about chu..." she continued..." das da problem wit niggas dey always..." BWAP! Trina was quickly cut off by a swift blow to her face as Ree struck her with the barrel of the burner..."BITCH SHUT CHA DUMB ASS UP! DIS SHIT AIN"T NEVER BEEN ABOUT CHU! IF I SAY DIS NIGGA GONE RIDE MY DICK...DEN NAS WHAT DA FUCK GONE GO DOWN!" He spat. As Trina lay on the floor appearing unconscious...Ree shifted his gaze from her to me..."Now what da fuck was u poppin nigga?" he half laughed..." It aint goin down dawg..." I stated firmly..."PUSSY! OH IT"S GOING DOWN!" He grunted..." Either You gone take dis dick...or Ima give it to you nigga! Ain't no options...unless u trying end nis shit right now dawg..." he reasoned..." REE! NIGGA YOU TRIPPIN!" I spat..." DA FUCK IS DIS SHIT ABOUT DAWG? DIS NIGGA RAH? WHAT? I DON'T GET IT DAWG?...YESTERDAY NIGGAS WAS PEOPLES...NOW YOU TRYING FUCK AND KILL ME? SHIT AINT ADDING UP...I MEAN..." I was quickly cut off by a loud POP! Immediately, I see dis nigga stumbling and clutching his blood gushing neck as he dropped da burner...immediately my eyes shifted to Trina...her hand buried inside that long ass coat she been rocking since early dis morning...she turned and faced me huffing and puffing as she pulled out a baby glock..."DA FUCK!" I shot...where fuck you get dat from?" I spat..."NIGGA DON'T ASK ME NO MOTHER FUCKING QUESTIONS! WHAT DA FUCK YOU GOT GOING ON HERE JAHMIR?" she spat as she stood up, hand trembling as she clutched glock...I just sat back and looked at her..." ANSWER ME BITCH!" she spat. As I began to answer, Ree began to speak however the blood in his throat cut him off and he only mustered out a gurgling choking sound..."DA FUCK YOU MEAN WHAT I GOT GOING ON HERE?" I spat as I shifted my gaze back to her..." BITCH YOU SEE WHAT FUCK JUST WENT DOWN!" I spat..."BITCH? DON'T CALL ME NO MOTHERFUCKIN BITCH!..." She roared as she threw her hands in the air...the burner let off a shot...we both ducked. "Ooooh...I ain't mean nat..." she retorted..." das da second time that happend too..." she replied innocently. The second time? I thought...wait a minute...dis bitch musta been na one dat let off dat shot when I was in her spot...but why da fuck did she have a burner both then and now? Da fuck goin on...once again as if on cue...my thoughts were cut off by a ringing...only dis time...it was da front door...