ʙᴀᴅᴍᴀɴ ᴀ ᴍɪ ᴛʏᴘᴇ

Mayhem

"Suh nuh fall in love wid eh streets eh streets nuh luv nobody,!"

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"You gotta get them close like this, and badda-bing, you blow their brains all over your nice Ivy League suit." ... Don Vito Coroleone

(The Godfather)

Careful to not start something you can't finish. Even when you don't seek danger it finds you; kill or be killed.

Don't be that guy to die first in the movies;
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"If dem ketch mi; mi tek mi charge yeah,"

(Law boss)

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Capone : We run tings, tings nuh run we.

(Third World Cop)

Zyairie POV
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"Calm dung," a voice says I look to the door to see my father standing there in white

BOMBOCLATT NATTY!

Man clean inna him white

"Doh do nutn ," he says as I look at the door the gate isn't open and I can hear them trying to open it

Wanting to text lamaya;I don't text her...digital footprint so dem wull kartel. Fuck dis pon eh sundeh yah

Lamaya screams making me look up the stairs yo what the fuck- without a second thought I rush upstairs opening the door to see her laying on the floor she looks panicked

She show me her hands they're covered in blood. I'm in shocked but I'm thinking of many ways in why she's covered in blood

And mi nave no idea who a try come in yah taking up my laptop I checked the outside camera

Oh a dem-

Ave bigga tings fi worry bout. Taking lamaya up off the floor I bring her to the bathroom there is alot of blood on her bottom half I'm not sure if she's bleeding or-

She's crying and just saying 'no not again '

"Breathe baby," I say holding her tight turning on the shower stripping her I washed off the blood off her

I'm praying it's not what I think is happening is happening. There's so much going on at once that I'm not sure what to worry about more

After washing her off I took the towel to wrapped around her as she just cries and stares at nothing

She's panicking and that's not good especially when police outta door a try bust inna mi house

Oh fuck mi gun deh pon eh kitchen counter top mi leff eh deh wen mi go in deh

Fucking hell and it nuh license

Drawing her I inspect her body I see a cut on her thigh; a slice to be exact. Wait so that's where the blood is coming from but how?

"Lamaya breathe our babies are fine you didn't have a miscarriage look baby," I say making her look at her thigh as she sees the cut

"See you're fine and so are our kids," the sound of my gate breaking down makes the dogs over my neighbors house bark loudly