Taveon we are barely living and alive why would you want me to go back and fight with King?"
"Your uncle and your brother is dead what more could you want? I'll be damned if I let you drive my life in a ditch you saw for yourself that my siblings didn't involve me and I'm not even sure if they are alive" I tried to explain
"You can stay here in Jamaica, i'm leaving tonight I have big things and plans to make," He said packing a suitcase.
I nodded at him and watched him packed I wasn't worried about him I had absolutely no feelings for him and I should be ashamed because I chose him over my family.
He promised that I'd be on the top and we can barely travel the world or even be in public now because of words on the street that King's looking for us.
Here we are in jamaica hiding in a small apartment.
Where the landlords interrupt you every minute either about a tenant or his rent.
I betrayed my siblings wrongly, I gave up all they ever did for me over love, I still didn't get married, and here I am still being his fool, I can't believe I'm settling for this, I'm old enough to find a steady career and move on and here I am taking care of a big 36-year-old man who can't even show his real identity unless we are properly hidden.
As Moylan always said, I knew how to pick them.
"I'm the one with the money you know that right?" I asked Taveon.
"You too dumb to know that I've rob enough of you to leave you and never come back," He said as he smiled at me.
"I'm calling the police," I told him reaching for my phone.
By the time I could get to my phone, shots were being fired I ducked down trying to hide but I started to feel a pain in my lower back, and one in my shoulder I quickly looked up at who was firing the shots and my mouth fell open in shock.
Everything went black as I lay there in shock as the feeling of death took me over.