ALMOND

Zaya stares at me with wide eyes. "It's true?" she asks. "Yes. I did it and I would do it again, honestly." I say.

She shakes her head, wiping her eyes. "Why, Almond?" she asks. I don't answer. "Almond, stop fucking ignoring me." she says. "Don't worry about why." I say. "Really? You do some shit like that and the first mothafucking thing you say is don't worry about why? Almond, you saw me crying over that shit and you saw me curse Prod out over it thinking it was him! Why you didn't just tell me straight up you did it?" she screams. "Cause you would've reacted like this!" I yell back at her.

I hate when she mad at me. That shit be hurting my soul, especially when she start hollering at me. She got this look in her eyes like she ready to blow my brains out and I don't like it.

"You could've kept it real with me, Almond, dang! Is that too much to ask for from yall niggas?" she screams. "Wait, don't compare me to Prod, Tyler, or no other niggas cause I ain't them. I'm always loyal to you. The only reason I didn't tell you it was me is cause you never asked me if I did it. If you would've asked if I knew who did it or if I did it, I would've been totally honest with you." I say.

"Whatever, Almond! The hell did you do this for?" she screams. "Cause I don't like the mothafucka and when I don't like a mothafucka, I kill em. You know that." I tell her. She shakes her head. "You sound just like him... just stop." she says, wiping her eyes and shaking her head. "Like who?" I ask. "Like Prod, Almond... stop." she says.

I sigh. "I'm sorry, okay?" I say. "No you are not! You didn't have to do it!" she screams at me, crying harder. I grab her hand. "I'm sorry, I promise. No, I don't regret doing it but I regret not telling you and I'm so sorry for hurting you like that. Zaya, I tried to kill him because he is not the one for you." I say. "What the fuck? How you figure? That doesn't even make sense, Almond! You gone have to-" I cut her off by kissing her lips. "Cause I'm the one for you, Zaya." I say.

I hurry up and walk out the room because I don't know if she'll react well to that. But she needed to know. Fuck Tyler, I regret missing his head when I shot his ass, honestly.

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