Silas Jones| Sy
Miami, FL

"Three," he started and made truth get back on his knees. "Why'd you do it?" He asked and I opened my mouth then shut it.

"C-cause I was hurt," my voice cracked and I felt a lump in my throat and my eyes began to water.

Be a fucking man Silas.

I cleared my throat. "When I found out that you were havin' a baby with somebody else- well I can't have one- but a baby and you cheated, i was upset as hell and I was angry and hurt so"

"I decided to hurt you back and got with the cops and was fuckin' all yo shit up but I regretted it everytime. I thought you didn't care about me, im not no evil ass nigga that hurt people when they hurt me back but I thought you were different. And I can see that you are and I was wrong for keepin' it goin', im sorry Amir." I said truthfully and he just stared at me.

He didn't have no type of expression. No smirking, no grin, no guilty look, no angry look. Just emotionless and that scared me.

"I'm sorry," I mouthed at him.

"You want to know what im pissed off at? You want to know why im fuckin' angry at yo ass? It ain' cause of that police shit. I was pretty upset about my money but it's about this! Him! This nigga right fuckin' here!" He pressed the gun hard into truths hair.

"IM SORRY IM SORRY PLEASE IM SORRY!" Truth cried and tears streamed down my eyes.

I shook my head.

I heard him sigh and I guess he calmed himself down. "I know exactly why you went with them pigs but what I don't get is him. Hm? Help me understand you Silas. Help me understand, why the fuck you invited another nigga into my bed?! My fuckin' crib nigga?" He asked so calmly and I couldn't make eye contact with him.

"Silas if you don't fuckin' open your mouth and give me an answer, I swear on Jesus risin' up from the dead, ima bust this nigga skull open and feed him to you. Answer the fuckin' question." He ordered.

"I DONT KNOW. I don't fuckin' know amir! He was there I guess. But I thought as long as I didn't give my ass to any other nigga, you'd be fine." I said and finally looked at him.

He knocked a chair over and walked to me, my heart sped up and I instantly got up out the chair.

We came face to face and he pushed me back down.

I reached my hand out to grab him so I wouldn't fall but he punched my chest and it made me fall.

I coughed and gasped as I touched my chest.

"I ain' even mad at what you did- well, yes I am- I fucked other niggas in prison but this ain' about me, it's about you." He said and I got jealous.

"I don't give a damn if you just used your mouth to give any nigga pleasure. Every fuckin' thing on this body- my body belongs to ME. Not your dick, your ass or even your mind belongs to you but to me." He bent down.

"How the fuck you gon' be mad at me for doin' what you did too though amir? That ain't fair," I said and he gripped the back of my head and pulled me closer to his face.

His minty-weed breath brushed against my face and a mix of his cologne, didn't help with my hard on. I can hear every inhale and exhale he took, he was angry as fuck.

I was about to touch him, "put your fuckin' hands down or ima break yo shit." He threatened and I put them down immediately.

This situation was turnin me on too much.

"Am-amir you're hurtin' me." I said, wincin' at the pain.

"Listen to me Silas and listen carefully, what I do and what you do, ain' equal in this relationship. I apologize for fuckin' someone else and even though I still don't believe that baby is mines, I apologize for that as well. But what you not finna sit here and do is compare my shit to yo shit." He let my chin go.

"But you're doin' the same exact thingg Amir!" I whined and he looked at me like I was crazy.

"Who the fuck you talkin' to?" He leaned back into my face and I got that same whiff as before.

"Amir I-''

"Sit the fuck back down." He pointed to the chair with his gun.

It wasn't fair at all with what he said but he could anything he wanted to fuckin' do to me and I wouldn't give a fuck.

That's messed up.

I shook my head out my thoughts again as Amir grabbed truth by his hair again, leaning his head back, showin' his throat.

"You love him?" His anger was gone as quick as it came.

"I- no." I said truthfully. "I love you." I stared into Amir's eyes.

"Then you won't care if I do this." He picked his gun up and smashed the end of his gun into the side of truths face.

Truth screamed and tried to fall to the floor but amir had his grip on him.

"Amir! Wait! STOPP!!" I pleaded as he was about to do it again.

"pleaseee- I care about him, please don't hurt him." I cried and amir smirked at me before shooting truth in his thigh.

"AHHHH! PLEASE STOP!" He begged and I got on my knees and begged Amir.

"Amir I promise I'll make it up to you! Please, let him live! Pleaseee baby," I cried.

Truth had a hole on the side of his, gushing blood and his thigh had a hole gushin' blood.

It was so disgusting. Truths once angelic face now looked like a scene from a horror movie.

"You just said you didn't love him. You lyin' to me?" He asked and tilted his head.

"No! No! I don't- but Amir he has a family! His father loves him, please im beggin' you not to do this," I wiped the tears away from my eyes.

"Hm." Was all he said as he stared at me.

He removed the blindfold and threw it on the floor.

"Stand up." He gestured for truth to stand and truth did, not without groaning and wincing.

"Silas, stand up." He ordered and I did.

"I'm not gon' kill him," he said and I smiled. "You are." He said and my smile faded my face turned down.

"Bu-but I-'''

"Truth," he turned his attention to him and completely ignored me which made me feel some type of way. "Kill him. If you beat his ass until he die, I'll let you walk out my shit alive." He said and I shook my head.

Truth had no chance in hell in beatin' me, what the fuck was amir thinkin?!

"Amir this is cr-'''

"Ready?" He pulled out a blunt and lit it up. "Go."

Truth stumbled forward, barely able to hold himself up with the way blood poured from his leg. His face was already half fucked up, swollen from the hit Amir gave him. He wasn't gonna last—not against me.

I stood frozen, hands clenched at my sides.

"Amir, this ain't fair," I said lowly, eyes darting from Truth to Amir, who sat back like he was watchin' a damn boxing match.

He took a slow pull from his blunt, letting the smoke roll out before he finally looked at me.

"Okay, I'll make it fair," he said and sat up in his chair. "Kill him or I'll kill reign." He shrugged and my mouth fell open which allowed truth to hit me.

I stumbled back and tears came down my face. My mouth was bleeding. "Am-amir.." he wasn't even lookin at me anymore.

"You have 50 seconds," he said and smiled at me.

My stomach churned and I bit my lip.

Fuckkk, 50 seconds!

I threw a punch back at truth and he fell to the ground, he grunted and tried to pick himself back up.

"30.." he sanged and I kicked truth hard while tears poured down my face.

"28.." he kept going and I closed my eyes and stomped on truths head while he grabbed my pants leg, almost beggin' me to stop.

But I couldn't. Not if I wanted reign to live.

I stomped and stomped on his head until I couldn't move my legs anymore.

Suddenly my legs stopped and amir had his arms around my waist.

"That's enough baby. He's dead." He whispered in my ear and I pushed him away.

I opened my eyes and fell to the ground.

"Bones. Get rid of him," he called some unknown name.

I looked up to see a skinny man, he looked just as crazy as amir.

He stared at me before lookin' at the dead truth.

I shook my head and put my head in my arms and cried.

Amir came and bent down infront of me and pressed his lips to my temple.

"Remember, this would've never happened if you didn't fuck another man in my crib." He whispered and kissed me on my cheek then walked away.

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I took some of this scene from kaiwrotethat , soooo just be prepared lmao.