Silas Jones| Sy
Miami, FL

"You called me captain?" I slowly entered his office, closing the door behind me.

"Don't sit, this won't be long," he said and stood up from behind his desk.

"From now on, you won't be workin' for me anymore or truth. Or any case we give you that relates to amir. Actually, we wont even be focusing on him anymore. You're not needed. Goodbye," forget the fact that he was being cold as hell right now.

I mean, thank God I didn't have to betray Amir anymore but...this came so sudden.

"May I ask why?" I arched my brows.

"Just not important anymore." He vaguely said.

"Um...so that's it? We just don't fuck the supplies up anymore? What about all the losses? Are yall goin' to repay him for that? Like, what? I dont understand." I said truthfully.

"Silas, to be frank, I don't like you. Never did and never will. I don't know what you and amir have goin' on, whether you're fuckin him or he's doin' the fuckin,"

"I want you dead. I want you gone. I don't want to see your face. Because every time I look at you, I imagine you fuckin' my son, my son. The one you've been workin' with, the one I entrusted you with." He finished saying and I was left dumbfounded, confused and angry.

"I'm sorry what?" I was baffled.

"Don't act surprised. My son told me all about you and how he thinks he's in love, which he isn't. You're too...poor for my son. Not just your lifestyle or your connection with Amir but the way you think and talk. Your demeanor...it gives off low intelligence and look at you," he continued

"Tattoos all over your body, piercings everywhere, God knows where else. You didn't even go to college, your father is a crackhead, your mother was one too. You just won't be anything in life and I can't have my son with you." He finished and sat back down.

"You're dismissed Silas." He said again and this time, I opened my mouth then closed it then opened it.

I just walked out.

I didn't know what to say, how to feel, what to think.

I just walked through the station, cops stared at me, judged me. Probably felt the same way he did.

I walked outside and the harsh sun hit my skin, I should've beat the shit out of him.

I had the power to. But I just couldn't, it wouldn't have done anything.

Is that what amir thought about me? That I was dirty? Poor looking? Dumb?

All these insecure thoughts came to my mind and I let out a harsh laugh.

It wouldn't hurt as much if amir thought the same shit, after what I've done to him.

But it wasn't fair, at all. He hurt me first and that's why I only did what I did.

But I wasn't even upset about that, I was upset at myself. Angry at myself. I'm not the best looking man.

My family was hell, my childhood was hell. It was hard for me growing up.

No one ever loved me. I'm just big, ugly and dumb. I don't deserve Amir's love.

He didn't truly want me, I wouldn't want me either.

I fuck up everything. Even the job amir entrusted me to do, I couldn't even do that.

He's so different from me. Maybe that's who truth deserves, the man he should love.

I wiped the tears comin' from my eyes, cops just stared at me like I didn't belong. Like I was an alien.

I quickly went to the car and grabbed tissue from the glove compartment.

At least that's what I thought I was going to grab. A Glock sat there, staring at me.

Telling me to pick it up, end it. No one would have to see how dirty I am anymore.

Amir wouldn't have to kill me cause I already did it myself.

I touched the gun and then picked it up, it was heavy. I laughed at myself, how the hell was I going to shoot myself and I didn't even know how it worked.

I put the gun in the passenger seat and laid my head on the wheel and just cried.

Grown ass man crying cause he let words get to him. Fucking stupid.

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I made my way back to Amir's penthouse. "SILAS THATS YOU?" Truth called out to me and I forgot he was even here.

"Yeah, it's me!" I yelled back and walked further into the penthouse.

"Come upstairs! I want to show you something!" He yelled and I sighed and made my way up the stairs.

"Coming in." I warned as I opened the door.

"What did you-''' my heart began to beat fast as fuck.

"Hey baby," amir sat there, gun to truth's back and with a wide ass smile on his face.

My lip's tugged, I quickly covered my mouth with my hand.

Am I about to laugh?

Tears welled up in my eyes, it was amir. He was free.

I looked him up and down, my dick loving the sight.

He was dressed in a 1920s suit, his legs were spread and he had truth standing between his legs while he had him blindfolded.

"Am-amir.." I said through my hand and he winked at me and gestured for me to come close.

My hole started to clench and my legs felt like noddles.

"Amir I-''' he put a finger to his lip.

"Give me any form of excuse but the truth and truth here," he rubbed the Glock against his back. "Dies." He stood up and towered over truth.

"Okay," I gulped and removed my hand. My smile gone.

Smile?

I was fuckin' crazy.

That dick got you like that.

"SHUT UP!" I screamed and amir tilted his head.

"S-sorry." I recovered quickly and I got flustered.

"S-Silas...tell him wh-whatever he wants to know...pleasee" truth cried and I nodded.

"This all depends on you Silas." He smiled at me. "Sit." He pointed the gun to one of the chairs on the other side of the room.

I willed myself to move and sat in the chair.

"You ready?" He asked me and I nodded.

With a quick flash, he kicked truth down to his knees and grabbed his hair, pulling it back to show off his neck.

"Say anything else and your blood will be the new theme of this room." He whispered into truths ear while keeping eye contact with me.

"First, did you call the police on me?" He asked and sat down in the chair he was originally sitting on.

I gulped then reluctantly nodded.

"You know better than to nod your head at me. Words Silas," he sanged and clicked the Glock off safety.

"YES YES! Please don't shoot!" I begged.

He hummed and then wrapped his hand around truths slim neck and squeezed.

"Two, did you fuck him on my side of the bed?" Amir got a dangerous look in his eye and I stood up in fear.

"Sit the fuck down." He ordered and I kept my eyes on truth and then him.

"No-no! Never, only mines!" I swore with my life and truth was turning purple, making strange noises.

"NO!" I screamed and he let truths neck go.

Truth immediately started to cough and he grabbed his throat, amir allowed him too.

I squirmed in my seat, getting hard at that for some reason.

Would he do me like that?

Is what I thought. I hope so.

I'm so sick, I shook my head from those horrible thoughts that sickly turned me on and stared at amir.

Waiting for his next move or question. But he just stared down at truth as he struggled to breathe.