Dem Boyz From Da Bottom

by Diamond D. Johnson

My brothers had been down my back, trying to see what was wrong with me, but I couldn’t say anything. I couldn’t tell them that I was getting bullied because I would have to confess that I was gay. I wanted to die. At fourteen years old, I didn’t see the purpose of living anymore. I shouldn’t have to go through this.

Damn😢

It was sad to watch Taliban and his brothers come in. Taliban came in holding our son, who was now awake and hanging onto his father with his hands wrapped around his neck as he gently cried. It took a few deacons to hold Taliban up because when he made it to his brother, he lost it. I dropped my head and didn’t even realize I was crying until one of my tears hit the obituary. Because I knew how strong Taliban was and how he just accepted the shit that life threw at him, it broke my heart to see him break down.

Goodness 😢😢😢😢😢

I loved Tyrell, Lord knows I did, but my son couldn’t bring me the same happiness that Eli could. A bitch just wanted to be loved, and I knew that Eli would be the one to do that for me.

Thee most trif!ing heaux choosing a punk azz ninja over her son...just so she can buy bags. Disgusting

“Sage, baby, please calm down. Throw that test in the fuckin’ garbage and just leave that house. Staying there isn’t going to do anything but further piss you off. Look, let me just finish getting my feet done, and I’ll come to the house to keep you company. What do you want to do? You want to go out to eat or something?” my best friend asked, looking me in my eyes as I had my break down.

I dont trust this heaux, she giving off bad vibes

You all probably think that I’m the nastiest bitch in the world to fuck my best friend’s man, but please let me explain myself before you bitches judge me. I’m going to be real about my shit and just lay everything out on the fuckin’ line.

No heaux i knew you was a fake fraud

also felt like he was in love with Sage. I even voiced that to Apollo, and when I did, the nigga damn near tried to kill me by choking me out. It was the way he would look at Sage. I didn’t know if she just never paid any attention, but I always peeped the way he looked at her. I don’t think he cared too much for me either because even as he walked into the kitchen, he made a face like he was annoyed that I was there.

He definitely seems to care a little too much for her

My little brother had been gone for almost a fuckin’ month, and I couldn’t help but feel guilty about Taahid’s suicide. Those were my fuckin’ pills that he overdosed on. How the fuck you think that shit made me feel to know that the same medications I took for my depression and anxiety were the fuckin’ pills that my little brother took to end his life?

😢😢

I had thoughts of going back to that school and burning that bitch to the ground. The fuckin’ faculty and staff didn’t give a fuck about my brother, so why the fuck should I give a fuck about that school?

Seriously burn it down 😢

“Your mama does love you—” “No, she don’t, Dad. She only loves Eli. I been staying with you all this time, and she ain’t call me yet. Ima be five soon, and she ain’t here. What I gotta do to make her love me again?” he asked with tears falling down his handsome face.

This heaux need to be bit$% slapped

“You should have fuckin’ called me, nigga! All them crackas out there, and you gon’ walk your black ass from Boca to Miami? Look, I just lost one brother, and I ain’t about to lose another one! Go in your room, man,” he said and pushed me, then I went to the back. I couldn’t even be mad at my brothers for reacting to what I did tonight the way that they did because, sadly, we couldn’t just walk anywhere we chose. Our skin color alone made us a threat. What I did was reckless, but by the Grace of God, I made it home.

Our sad azz reality

“What… what…. The fuck… you doing?” he asked with blood leaking out of his mouth as he lay on his back and looked up at me. “You got something that I want, nigga!” I said before raising the gun, putting it to his chest, and emptying the whole clip in him.

Grimy af

Taliban walked like his dick was huge. I say all the time that a man’s walk says a lot about him. Taliban’s walk spoke for him, and it screamed that he was that nigga!

“If that pussy good, I’m moaning, shorty. I talk shit, too, when I’m inside pussy. I talk nasty, I say everything that I observe, and I tell you everything I want you to do. I turn into a fuckin’ boss when I’m inside some pussy. I get to dishing out orders and telling you to nut all on my dick. If it’s wet, I’m telling you how that motha fucka feels, and if I eat it, you gon’ hear me tell you what it tastes like too. Don’t run either because Ima talk more shit. I don’t give all that to everybody, though. That will make a woman fall in love, and I ain’t ready for all that right now. Just know that when it comes to pussy, I know exactly what to do with it. I can make you cry, cuss me out, all that shit at once when I lay this dick inside of you,” Taliban told me.

Well shiiii let me find him

“Come here.” He opened his arms for me.

Does it for me everytime😩