Arvonti sat at the head of the table in the warehouse for the past days they've been recruiting new people, poor or not. But now him, Montrell, Amir, Carlos and some of their best- new and old, were discussing moves on Emilo and Tito.
It was late atleast 1:30 in the morning. All Arvonti was doing was trying to keep his mind of his break up with Messiah. It killed him when he thought about it which was why he was keeping himself busy. "Word on the streets is Tito been in Queens." Amir said. "He has a thing for Jamaican women and it's actually the main place he lays his head at when in NewYork."
Arvonti nodded his head as he looked at Amir. He could feel Carlos's eyes burning his face. Lately all Carlos had been doing was watching him and it's been pissin him off. But Carlos couldn't help it, Arvonti had this empty look in his eyes and they were just dark, like omen dark.
He was back to his trigger happy days. Yeah Arvonti was always trigger but this time he was givin no warnings, not that he ever did. But he was more violent picked a fight with every nigga that looked at him wrong, been hurtin females feelings like they wasn't shit. He just didn't care about shit.
Plus he didn't break normally Arvonti would break when he was truly hurt, after finding out from Allah what happened before he showed up he knew Arvonti was hurt. He knew he probably didn't care about King not wanting him but all the things that came out of Messiah's mouth was enough to drive him to the deep end.
Shit didn't really phase Arvonti unless it was coming from Angelita because all he wanted was to get her in good health and for her to love him which was why Arvonti hit the deep in when she died in his arms.
He had that love he always wanted from Messiah and for her to say what she said Carlos was worried as shit because he didn't break. She said the same shit his momma said to him and some than broke up with him tellin him she didn't want to love him anymore.
Arvonti was supposed to be on every drug in the book with six bitches in his bed but instead he was looking for Tito and fuckin one girl a day and it only been three days. Carlos was just waiting so he could be there since no one else was. They were all busy blaming him like it was all his fault, they were all thinking they knew how it went down and they didn't.
They were either doing them or checking on Messi bringing her get well soon gifts at the hospital. Yeah he did too and he talked to her like he did on the daily but everyone knew how Arvonti was and no one was checking on him? He just couldn't see that, he especially couldn't see that comin from Miguel.
Miguel was always the first one on Arvonti's side and for him to flip and tell him it was his fault and some other bullshit wasn't right. What Miguel did made him sick what everyone was doing made him sick, they were all supposed to be brothers, have eachothers back through everything.
But lately everyone forgot how to be a family, how to do you and then link with the squad. Arvonti was always there for everyone but no one's there for him. Everyone was so curious as to why Carlos was the quiet on well this was why. He was observant cause people wasn't shit these days.
And it bugged him so much how his fam could flip on Arvonti. Only reason why Arvonti didn't put two in their heads for that bullshit like he did Lamonté was cause Arvonti felt they were right. "Why the fuck you watchin me." Arvonti said as he swirled his dagger around in a circle on the table.
"You just got me worried that's all." Carlos admitted. Arvonti nodded not wanting to stretch the topic, he already knew what he meant anyway. "When this shit with Emilio and Tito is ova wit, what happen?" Montrell asked after he exhaled the smoke from his blunt.
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Arvonti
General FictionArvonti~fucked up kid with a comorbid IED. He was blunt, sarcastic, and remorseless. But if you really stopped to care you'd see he was hurt and had a big heart. Somehow something always lead back to Arvonti, he was trouble. But Messiah didn't see t...