Ever had a gun pulled on you

[Couth]

I had recently moved into his area (Florida) and he just lay in the cut until the opportune time to strike.


This was over a girl, so breh was super in his feelings 'cause I was basically shytting on him at the time on some false braggadocio shyt since I "took" his girl from him.

I ain't gonna go TOO indepth in what led up to this since I've a tendency to write a paragraph for damn near everything I'm trying to include, so ain't nobody trying to read all that, but the breh in question was an aquaintence I met during my late 90's Chatroom days and the whole matter started and almost ended over a girl.

Spoiler

My online girlfriend, of whom I met (along with many other online friends) officially lived in Florida and around this time I was just getting out of highschool (Technically I did the supplimentary tests and got my Diploma in the mail since I was already out of the country on some 'fukk everything, I'm grown now, shyt') and was dead set on moving to the UK away from all the family and friends I was having static with at the time.

Went down to Florida where my Online Girlfriend lived (Let's call this bytch Laura), along with a solid chunk of Online folk I used to

Spoiler: roleplay with

*Address Unknown takes off at superman speeds, bounds, and jumps off of a rock for leverage. Whilst in the air, he charges his already deadly Final Flash particle beam and aims at at *Insert Foe's Online handle* chest. It hits, and he watches him caroom off of a mountain and ruin the landscape with dust and debris* THAT type of shyt.

and shyt.

While we were all connected Via Msn Messenger, had clan/gangs in Msn Chatrooms and even had a forum of sorts similar to the one we are on here now, Alot of them cats knew each other, met up and even dated similar....to this one on here...so you know the drift, right? Yeah, I'll continue.

So anyways, I put my UK plans on hold and look to see what life can be with Laura, since we getting along good, phone calls most everynight, Cyber roleplay all the time, roleplaying as a couple in the group wars and fanfictions and what's not, I decide, fukk it, minus well take the plunge and see how shyt goes, I'm my own man now and I'm moving.

So I go down to Florida, we meet up and things are great for like a week or so until I realize a few things that got me worried. Outside from the fact that this chick's a fukking manipulative sociopath who's prone to breaking down my self esteem (I was pretty pathetic back then) by picking fights and making it look like it's my fault so she can "Leave" for a bit, I notice on the boards that this one cat I was semi decent with, up and down the boards bellyaching about this bytch so I had to find out more.

Turns out they used to date (online) and then actually moved in together (He lived in Atlanta) when she went to where he's at, but it didn't work out. I talk to her about it(She never mentioned) she starts with the crocodile tears about how breh was abusive the minute they got physical, he cheated on her and hit her and she had to flee and all that, so I get the battery put in my back to fukk with dude and that's what I start doing.

Apart from fukking with him on the forums in group chats and what's not, claiming possesion over my girl infront of him, I'm clowning him 'cause it sorta leaked out that he was going through some family problems and was homeless or some shyt for a minute or near to it, so I amp it up and start fukking with him WITH that, which was bad enough.

Now while breh still has a flag for Laura and I'm with his girl, laughing at his situation, being all online PDA with her and shyt, and she hamming it up too, I get breh's email from a chainletter we had going on and I REALLY start to put the screws to him. I'm sending this fool random body parts of this bytch with my username on it. Sending him selfies with me licking this broad's face or we holding hands at a movie or some shyt.....shyt that I know got him going ape shyt 'cause he done wrote like two/three threads that were explicitly about her in a veiled way that had us all going "Breh, just move the fukk on."

So while he sending back the usual "Imma kill you, I'mma jump you when next you in Daytona, I'mma pay my mans to come abduct you." online jawing shyt and I'm just like one day, breh sends me a picture of a gun, layed out on cloth with my username on a paper and I'm like ...... "nikka, fukk you that ain't yours."
.....then he sends me

Spoiler: Thisshyt(NSFW/HARLEM)

Me:

So I get shook and I show Laura that shyt and she's like "Nah, that ain't that fool. (Years later I found out the origins to this and many other weird ass pics of Black folk doing shyt like that...look up Nigerian picture scams) he look like this" *She shows me pics of him* and I'm like I could snap this nikka in half, fukk him.

So we go back and forth on the shyts, I let him know he ain't shyt, he ain't about shyt, I ain't responding anymore, I'm gonna go fukk his girl and have a lunch, Goodbye.

A few weeks go by, the relationship between me and Laura losing it's lusture FAST 'cause I'm slowly realizing all them temper tantrums she threw online and on the phone, wasn't just her frustrated as she said ' cause I wasn't there, this bytch really a crazy hoe and I'm slowly realizing even though I shoulda known, that she creeping on me and I ain't doing shyt about it.

A few friends already told me she was heavily promiscuous (They all lived in the same area and knew each other) and controlling, She denied me drinking alcohol, eating red meat which was cool 'cause I was always a fish lover, and she'd blow the fukk up anytime I had damn near ANY interaction with a female.

Like one time we went to Disney World and we stopped to get one of them Brontosauraus legs and the girl serving that shyt had a Caribbean Accent and we had one of those "Wha you doin all the way out here?" type conversations and she ended up giving us both the food for free using her employee whatever. I get the food, hand her a stick and we about to walk off when she damn near cracks my skull with the wet end infront of Pluto which made him pause and go

"This is a place of smiles, my people. There are kids present at ALL times."

I won't even get into the time she made a scene at a bookstore 'cause me and a broad talked about 'The Stars are my destination' being a sci-fi version of 'The Count of Montecristo' 'cause she felt I was trying to smash, on some petty shyt. The bytch was nuts, and slowly grinding me down.

Anyways, to try and wrap this shyt up and get to the part where I get stuck up, we like two months into this shyt relationship. This bytch is abusive, verbally and mentally. She's prone to picking fights, getting 'upset' and going off to 'clear her head' for a few days which I slowly had to accept was her trying to fukk other dudes while keeping me from knowing and I'm just slowly sinking into a deep depression, being at home by my damnself, wondering if I'm to blame for not being able to keep this broad happy....then she went to Vegas.

One day, she comes home and tells me she gotta go to Nevada to visit her Aunt who's in Rehab out there, and while she does have an Aunt out there with drug problems, I'm just like "Yeah, alrite, love you, bye." and she all like "I got my friends watching you. I hear any shyt about you fukking with broads, I'm kicking your fat ass out this house" and I'm like "I won't do that, please, I love you, just stop. have fun." She up and bounces and 3 days in, a friend of mine (His username was Konfused Superman) sends me some pics below a big warning sign that says "Breh...this bytch.....you need to move." I scroll down....

"Maaaaan...why the fukk is Ron Jeremey's hand hovering above her poked out ass in that pic. Is that how he takes pictures with chicks? Man, It's a porn convention and that prolly like the millionth pic he took for the day...that's how he do...that ain't...
*Loads up next pic*

"Oh, now what the fukk! WHY THE fukk SHE GOT BOTH JAKE STEED AND MR MARCUS GRABBING HER FROM BEHIND AND SMILING LIKE THAT shyt?!?!?!? I BARELY THANK A bytch AT THE WAFFLE HOUSE I GET THE SHARP END OF A PUMP ACROSS MY SHIN AND SHE OUT HERE TAKING PICS WITH PORNSTARS LIKE A fukkING SLUT???"

I fukking lost it.........
I'm at home...crying....screaming....crying some more....throwing air punches about the kitchen like a lunatic..sobbing on the couch....I feel like a broken fukking man 'cause I'm nothin' but faithful to this bytch, kind, loving, caring...and she out here doing me wrong...like DEAD fukking wrong...and making that shyt seem like it's my fault.

So, after losing like damn near half my weight in tears, I decide "fukk her...I'm gonna go drink." and that's something she never liked me doing, so I sorta feel like I'm rebelling a bit. I call up Konfused, he comes over and we kick it, drinking beer and talking shyt, trying to cheer me up and I'm like "Breh, we should take some pics of us drinking, post it on the forum, she'll see that shyt and get pissed."

And he like "Nah, breh, fukk THAT shyt. Throw a party...all you got to do is give the word."
SO I'm like"..............fukk it. I'm Breaking Bad (The reference, not the title), I don't care...fukk it and her." So he goes to get his Dj shyt, I head down to the store to pick up some booze and like an amazing thing happens.. While my goofy ass is standing in line with TWO cases of beer in my arms (One on my shoulder, the other tucked under my arm) I manage to meet a girl, we start flirting. She's all like "Who's all that beer for?" and I'm like "Well, some of it is yours, but I ain't know what flavor you like." she like "Budweiser goes well." So I cop another case of that shyt and let her know we having a party not too far from here...roll through.:AU_CD:

Switch to the party. It's Lit. Konfused managed to wrangle some more of our online friends, we all drinking, having fun, and he decided to take a bunch of polaroids and upload 'em to a thread he made and that shyt moving in real time 'cause we all posting in it and partying, so the whole forum know we up to no good and the thread is doing numbers.

With this high visibility going on I KNOW that bytch HAS to see the shyts. I check my DM's I get a few messages from her 'friends' talking about I'm over there doing foul shyt, of which I don't answer to, then the phone rings. I'm expecting the cops, but it's her, calling to chew me out. I had the phone to some random broad and tell her to tell Laura to fukk off and she does, which prompts her to go even more ape shyt in my DM's, but the broad I met at the corner shop in the area and she feeling the kid so I'm trying to get it in, fukk that and her.

Anyways, the night goes off pretty alright. I kick it with some chill folk I been friends with for years, I get head twice from said girl (Didn't smash 'cause I was still trying to be faithful to that bytch and got cold feet when I got my chance) and I pretty much drank myself into a semi-blacked out state and woke up in the morning feeling like complete shyt.

Konfused and the other cats helped me remove the trash and what's not, we crack a morning six pack, kick it for a bit and they out, leaving my drunk ass on the porch and it all just hits me and I keep drinking. I'm hungover, drunk, still drinking, feeling sorry for myself, feeling sorry about my situation. Having regrets at the shyt I'm gonna have to face once that bytch comes back....I'm just on the porch trying not to puke, watching traffic go down the road when I notice a nikka like

Coming up the drive, but I'm too hungover and feeling sad to even register this nikka until he's directly up on me and I hear the click.

"We ain't online no more, nikka. NOW WHAT?"
Me:"Man...do it or don't. fukk you AND that bytch."

I still thank god that breh was keen enough to realize that through my tears and drunkeness that I really wasn't about shyt, 'cause as he started getting all hyped up to see if I'd grovel or what's not, he noticed I was just broken as hell and I told him the whole story. About me and her meeting up, how fukked up shyt got when she got her clutches in me. My stupid decision to make her mad by throwing this party and taking pics with all those broads.....everything.

Breh put the gun down and told me all the bullshyt that HE went through with Laura. How she influenced him to alienate his family when they moved to Atlanta. How she kept creeping around on him and starting fights for no reason so she could 'clear her head' for a few days. How she skipped out on the rent and left him with that shyt out the blue, telling the landlord she was being abused and they threw him out and called the cops and he was homeless 'cause he ain't had no fam to turn to.

Breh saw the party on the forum, got the information from a friend and drove all the way down there with the intention of shooting me in the stomach so I'd die slow.

We sorta bonded over the fact that she wasn't shyt and he helped me to pack my things, drove me to a Howard Johnson where we made a pact to do better and get that bytch completely out of our lives. I stayed there for two days, then caught a flight to the UK and was out.

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