"What the fuck are you doing!" Jose exclaimed strongly. "You put shit on my back for what! I don't know you!"
Chauncey lit a stick of marijuana. He put his lighter back and gazed at Jose. "Baiseur de maternelle."
"What!"
"You like touching little girls, right? Not to mention little boys, little men, as you say." Chauncey stuffed his pockets with his hands. "If you touched my kids, I'd kill ya."
"Do it!" he fanned his arms out. "I do what I do because I love god!"
"Do whatever the lord says. So, if God said suck my dick, would you?"
Jose grimaced but in honesty. "You in the closet or some shit?" he tilted his head. "What's your poison? Why kids, I just wanna know."
They stood in the hall surrounded by white walls and the light coming through the church door. "I'll be honest, my plan is simple but its sane."
"God wants a bigger church." Jose states. "Kids are stupid. You can drag them anywhere and they have to follow. You have to start young."
"Really?" Chauncey rolled his eyes. "What if I hgave you something better."
"What if I said I just like midgets?"
"Then get a midget. But this shit sickening, you got a hole with niggas from every ethic code from eight to twelve."
"and?" he pronounced every word with the clapping of his hands. "What can you do?" Jose and Chauncey had a staring contest. He was much taller and a bit yellow in his skin. He too, had some black in him but the lighter skin. They were suspicious.
How you come out BLACK but don't look it?
Weird ass shit.
"I'll cut a deal with you." the stick of weed moved with Chauncey's talking. "I got a church. Keep the snake alive play russian roulette."
"Kiss my black ass!" He called him stupid. "Didn't you hear me I love God."
"Didn't know God was a faggot." he said looking off to the side. He eyed him, "I got a church." he said slowly. "I know some shit and instead of being in curse of a land. We expand, all I need to know if you got Mexico."
Jose shook his head with a smirk. "No."
"World leaders. Imagine the blood and bone. Immorality, do this shit for the rest of our lives."
"You stupid, stupid."
"No." Chauncey grinned. "I'm brilliant."
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"Look at me!" Alexis snapped her fingers twice. Rhad glanced at her red hair he assumed was dyed and rather skinny body. "Girl you ain't got no titties." he huffed.
"Good, daddy like em small."
"Daddy?" he picked his head up at that. "So, you do worship."
"Sure," she put her hands on her hips. "I do. I've been doing it."
"You said at school you wasn't a praiser!"
"And you said you had a big dick so we all liars." she stated matter a factly. "I serve, I'm a princess."
"You the head bitch in charge..." he looked at her toes to her chest. "What nigga want you?"
"Chain."
"Pedophile." he scoffed. "You don't love yourself?"
"Firstly," she punched him in the face. "I do. Secondly," she struck him in the stomach. "I beat yo sorry ass to prove it."
Rhad grunted and shook off the pain. As his hands struggled against the ropes. He saw behind her, Chloe and Derek stood swaying from side to side. "You a vamp?"
"I got vamped. It was for my 16th birthday." she twirled her hair. "Ain't I cute. Daddy said I could be a Queen."
"Groom..." he lamented. "That's grooming so if he dies, you take his throne."
"What's so bad about that?" she shrugged. "Taught me how to trick your ass."
"You didn't trick me."
"Ooo, damn her tiny ass got a lot." she mocked. "You a joke nigga. Not to mention the Madaki is dead. You the last, No ammo, no nothing. You my bitch now."
"Girl fucks you high and holy."
"Well bless my halo..." her two fingers on her left hand blew a kiss to her crown. "Now," she bent over looking at him in the chair. "You are my bitch. You hang with Wyleisha?"
"No."
"My man like her. And I don't like it."
"Ok," he rolled his eyes. "I know you like Dax."
"Dax is literally mine." her lips contorted. "I'm sick of a dog running behind me."
"Didn't you like... get beat up in the hall..." he started to grin. "Big bitches don't get gold just cause they big!"
"You lost--"
"I did not!"
"She swung yo little ass into the lockers." he looked away from her trying not to laugh. "She didn't swing me..."
"You had a bald spot." he sucked in his lips. Alexis slapped him across his cheek so fast and so forceful that he almost drew tears. "Here is what I want you to do." she sat in his lap. "Imma help you tho." Alexis lifted his chin. She rubbed his scalp. "I can make a king out of you if you do me a favor."
"What--get off me." he jerked his head back. "Nah. I need my meds from the hospital so you finna get registered."
"I DON'T COMMIT--" she covered his mouth. "Hush. It's just a pick me up, and if that doesn't work. You finna steal."
"Bitch fuck you!"
"Fuck me? Not again," she refused. "I need to call daddy but I need a body. You know anyone I can use?"