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THE BLACK EYED KING [TBEK] TBEK CHAPTER 15 GM

Author:Kate Category:urban Update time:2022-10-28 21:30:44

I just looked away from my teacher as she drinks her life away.

I sighed and ate from my plate.

At first, I was concerned, but now, Im not impressed.

She chugged bottles on bottles like it was her last.

I looked at Jason, "I don think we

e leaving any time soon."

I pointed at her with my fork.

But, as I said that, she passed out on the table spilling the rest of her drink.

We froze.

"Shit," I called out.

I looked to my right.

"What are we going to do with her now?" Jason asked still eating.

"..."

"..."

We looked at each other with displeased faces.

I tried to wake her up.

*snap* *snap*

"yo, yo teach, wake up."

I tried to shake her.

"Yo, wake up!"

I looked at Jason. "Yo, run her pockets."

"Whole up. Im eating."

He shook her down rummaging through her bag and pockets.

"I found her phone and wallet."

Suddenly the bartender intervened.

"Hello, fellows," He smiled.

Jason handed me her phone underneath the counter.

I looked up at him.

"Hi." I smiled.

"Are you guys with this Young lady?"

He asked the both of us but, he looked at me.

"Yes, we are." I looked at Jason.

"So, you are paying for her, right?"

I rolled my eyes.

"Yes, we

e going to pay for the bill."

"We?"

I sighed.

"I will pay for it."

"Great!" He folded his tablecloth.

He walked away no questions asked.

"Annoying as hell."

...

We walked out of the bar and into the car.

I rested her in the backseat and tried to check her phone.

"Yo, Jason."

"Yeah?"

"Do you know how to use an iPhone?"

"..."

He looked at me.

"What? Im an android user."

He sighed.

I gave him the phone.

He reached for her hand and fingerprint-scanned it.

After a while, he found three contacts.

"Her moms number, her brothers number, and her sisters contact info." "Who to call?"

"Ok, don call her sister because she said that she hates her, but call her brother because he lives with her. I think."

"Ok,"

He dialed the number.

*brr* *brr*

*Hello?*

"Yeah hi, Ummm are you Miss-s Kumars brother?"

...

*Who is this?*

"Um... A friend."

*Why do you have her phone? Let me talk to her.*

"Look, shes sleeping right now, and I just want her to make it home safely."

*...*

"I can take a picture of her if you want?" I suggested.

...

There was a pause... He knows whats up.

...

"... Meet me at the Covenant point right now."

*Click*

I smirked.

"We got him."

"Lets go." Jason started the car and raced off.

...

We pulled up at Covenant point at the center of town.

At this point, we were Fuck ** tired.

We were bumping music for Miss Kumar to wake up, but we got carried away, so you know that NLE Choppa was hitting.

We parked next to a Subway, not an actual Subway, the restaurant.

There were no other cars outside.

We hopped out of the car and left Kumar in it.

Jason lit a blunt. I guess hes too stressed.

"Want a hit?"

"Yeah..."

...

We waited like 7 minutes before a White Nissan pulled up near the Covenant statue.

The phone rang, and I handed over the kush.

Jason took a picture of us with his iPhone.

"Hello?" I blew the smoke out my nose.

*Where are you?*

"Im literally across the street,"

*...*

*Click*

Jason took a puff.

"Why is he such a bitch?" Jason started walking towards the headlights.

He looked towards the sky and exhaled. Making smoke fall on his face.

"Probably because his sister is in an unknown persons car late at night."

Jason flicked the bud and knocked on the window of the car.

*Knock* *knock*

"Yo! You in there?"

The window slid down.

"Where is she?" A man in all black asked.

He was white, looked 59, had black hair slicked back, a piercing on his nose, and the top of his eyebrow.

"Yo, slow down Batman. We have her in the car "

"Why is he wearing a mask?" He pointed at me.

"Reasons. So why don you get outta the car, and get your sister."

"..."

The car door opened and a Glock 17 with an extended mag came out of it.

Does everybody in this town have a **ing gun?

"Walk to your car slowly!" He demanded.

I was fed up with this guy already, talk about the first impression.

"Bro if we wanted to kill you, you won have been outta the car-"

"I SAID, WALK TO THE CAR, SLOWLY!" He started shouting.

"Bro." It seems Jason was tired too, he rolled his eyes.

We walked to our car and opened the door with my hands up.

"Happy?"

Kumars intoxicated body lay waste in the back seat.

He cliques his teeth.

"Very much."

He picked her up and put her on his shoulder and dragged her to his car.

I whispered to Jason. "You can tell their siblings."

"For real."

Suddenly he turned around and pointed the gun at me.

"Umm..." I put my hands back up.

"Her phone?"

"Yeah, right..."

Jason threw him it.

He put Kumar and her phone in the backseat.

"Pleasure doing business with you." He smiled.

"Business? It felt more like a robbery to me."

He chuckled and got in the car.

I raised my head to the sky.

"Fuck. This has been a long day."

"I need a bitch to comfort me after this." He got in the front seat.

He drove off as we got into our car.

I layed my head on the headrest.

"I think the LSD left me."

"I think my soul left me."

We laughed as we drove home.

...

Reaching home was one of the most satisfying moments in my life.

I busted open my door took off my shoes and jumped on my bed.

"Ahhh..."

Finally...

Jason stumbled into the room swaying back and forth.

"Why are you still here?"

"I don think Im fit to drive right now." As he closes my front door.

"Whatever," I snuggled my pillow.

He dropped to the floor.

I closed my eyes.

Before I opened my eyes I could tell that I was on the otherworld.

*hello? Is anyone in there?*

Huh?

There was a voice that I haven heard in a while.

"Yo," I got out of my tent.

It was Mister Goldie? Goodell? Whatever his name was.

I stood in front of the Tucked old man.

"Mister Aside had told me to give this to you."

"What?"

He handed me a gray, rusted box with a latch on the front.

"I was supposed to get it to you yesterday." he looked around.

"But I was too busy preparing for his birthday meet-up."

"Oh, whens this meet-up going to be?" I played around with the container.

"On the 3rd full moon."

I looked at the sky.

"Which one?" I asked

He sighed out his Enthusiasm.

"3 nights from now." He replied

"At the capital?" "How would I get there?"

"I could pick you up."

"But, didn Asitle said that Im in punishment?"

He ran his hand through his hair.

"Well, its his birthday" He tilted his head to the side. "Am sure he can make an Exception."

He took out a cigar and rested it on his lips.

"You gonna check on the warehouse?"

He formed an A with his hands and the cigar magically lit.

"You got that covered don you." He puffed a cloud. "Plus, Im not Supposed to supervise you anyway." He smirked.

"..."

"And, Im off." He disappeared and his voice faded into the air.

"Yo, Supervisor you coming?" one of the prisoners asked.

I walked over.

...

"Mate, Im tired," Mark complained.

"We

e not even halfway done."

To be honest, I was too.

This was more tiring than I thought.

I walked onto the grass beside the group of logs.

"Mate, do you think there is any other work we could do instead of this **?" The group of men stood over me.

"I don make the rules."

The men sucked their teeth.

Hmmm...

"But, I do have something other you can do." I smiled.

"Like what?" John questioned.

...

"Do you guys like alchemy?" I chuckled.

...

At night John prepared firewood from the forest, Mark prepared pots, pans, and jugs, and I talked to David around the campfire.

"Uh-huh, thats how you do it." he smiled.

He was good at taking hints and absorbing information.

The process was going well.

"Yeah, then you leave it for a few minutes and shake it ever so often.

John walked in front of me.

"Do I put this here?"

"Yeah, Mark. Come put the pans on the fire."

John lit the fire.

"Lets get cooking."

...

Ok, I will say the first few tries weren the best. At first, I didn know what we made. But, after a while, we were getting there.

We stopped because I didn have enough supplies to keep this up.

"Ok, well continue this tomorrow. Get some rest." I took off my respirator

Mark yawned. "Ok, goodnight." They walked to their tents.

They closed their tents and I got into my own.

I rested my head on the feathered cloth pillow resting above the grass.

Closing my eyes I fell asleep.

...

At this point, Im not even going to fuss over the falling part.

But, I woke up.

The first thing I saw was Jason sitting on my couch, eating pancakes, and watching Spongebob.

"What the ** are you still doing in my house?"

*Iwangedtustawalil* his mouth was stuffed with pancakes.

"What?"

"I. Wanted to stay *cough* A little." He swallowed the last bite on his plate.

I looked around, my house looks cleaner than usual.

"Mmm... Ok. But, just wash your dishes."

"Sure."

I walked to my bathroom and freshened up.

...

As I walked out drying my hair, "Yo, does it have any more pancakes?"

It was kinda hard to dry my hair with my mask on.

"Yeah, on the fridge."

After I ate and got dressed I walked out of the house.

"Get in."

Jason was already in his car waiting for me.

We drove to the ... What was the name of this place again?

I forgot.

Whatever we walked in past the valley of cars and gang bangers, up the extended stairwell, towards Eagles office.

*knock* *knock*

"Yo, Eagle, Reapers here." Jason knocked while opening the door.

Eagle was on this desk with files of paper overflowing.

"Mister Reaper," He smiled. "How was yesterday? I hope Jason guided you enough."

I sat on the couch, "Yeah, it had a little bump, but we got it done."

"Excellent, Jason. Do you have any reports on The Reaper?"

"Hes a natural-born killer, sir." He stood up straight with pride.

He displayed a WC sign with his right hand. I try to copy it with my own.

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"White Charak." He replied.

Hmmm...

I got off the couch. "Welp, Eagle it looks like you

e busy. Imma get to work."

"Wait, Mister Reaper. Your pay."

"Pay?"

Eagle held a black credit card in his hand.

"Here." He threw it to me.

"..." It had a private HaydenHyde bank logo on the front and a barcode on the back.

He handed Jason a blue version.

"..."

"The password is 7113"

"How much is this worth?"

He looked at me.

"For you Mister Reaper. Its nothing." He smiled.

I like to hear that.

I walked out of The room and towards my office.

Sat down at my computer next to the printer researching gun models and YouTube tutorials.

I continued with 3D printing Glock 26 and 17.

But it takes a day to finish the print.

...

At lunchtime I had them cooking in the printer, and I studied at the lab for a few. They lent me a few supplies and products.

I got pretty comfortable making meth, growing weed, and cooking crack. They even got me a free weed plant fully grown.

I found out that there was a café in this place and ate there for lunch, and I got back to work by testing the drugs I produce.

...

I got home with Jason, "Why are you still here?" I asked him jumping unto my couch.

"I like your houses energy." He cuddled my cushions "It feels like home."

"...Well Im glad, or whatever." I dropped onto my bed. "Its kinda nice talking to someone who I can see."

"Huh?"

"Forget it."

I fell into the other world.

Over there I continued working in the warehouse and the meth-making.

I planted the weed I had and taught them how to care for it and how to use it.

"Where do you get your supplies?" They asked.

"Don worry bout that." "Magic." I twinkled my fingers.

We got at least a bag of meth and weed.

"Yo Mark, do you know where I can get tobacco leaves?"

"I think John does. Why?"

"We

e going to make rolling papers."

They looked in curiosity.

"How do you know all of this?" He asked.

"Lets just say, when your ex is a politician you need to scroll on the darkest parts of YouTube."

"...What?" He had the most concerned and confused face.

"Lets just continue." I turned embarrassed.

...

When I awoke, I got ready and went to school.

In class, it was stiff like I wasn supposed to be there. But I paid attention, even though they never paid me back.

But I couldn wait in the class, I was staring at the clock and **.

"Im **ing bored." I needed some excitement.

When I walked out I saw the tired girl, but this time I walked up to her.

"Hi," I grinned.

She was shocked for some reason.

"H-hi." she tried to skip away.

I held her shoulder. "Whats your name?"

"..." She was scared and started to play with her bag strap.

"I-i have to go." she tried to walk off.

I walked right beside her but she sidestepped me into another person.

"Yo, the **?"

"S-sorry." She looked down.

I stepped in front of her. "Yeah, sorry bout that."

But, it was Josh.

"Uh, you." He had a discussed face. "Thats your bitch?" He pointed at her.

"And? Fuck of it?"

He smirked, better watch your bitch."

"The **? You want smoke pussy? You tracking my bitch?"

I got pissed, "Move from here before I kill yo bitch ass."

But so did he, "Fuck you gonna do?"

I reached into my pocket and spawned my knife.

At this point, there was already a crowd of people forming a circle, with the girl right in the middle.

Suddenly,

"Yo, Septise." David out of nowhere started talking.

"I don think you want to stab him with that knife."

Why? I stared at Josh in his eyes.

"Because I will not allow it."

That just makes me want to do it more.

But before I took out the dragon knife.

The girl held my arm and pulled me out of the crowd.

Outside she pulled me to the parking lot.

"W-whats your n-name?" She asked.

"I asked the same thing" I replied.

"..." "Ary." She stared into my eyes.

I can feel her fingers shaking, shes too scared to try anything.

"Septise," I smiled. "Class?"

"3K, you?"

"2M, you

e older than me?"

"Hah." She whispered under her breath. "But not older than the girl you were **ing in the girls bathroom."

"..."

"Yeah, I was there." She sounded so confident.

But, I was so confused.

"I didn ** anyone."

"Don lie."

"No lie.

"..."

...

"I got a pad for my friend, she had a little accident.

"... So you didn ** her?"

"Nope..."

...

She turned around and took a breath.

"Im sorry I blamed you."

"No problem. But, you gotta give me your number."

"W-why?" She asked confused.

"Compensation," I smirked.

She sighed and took out her phone.

...

The same thing happened on the other days.

Working in the warehouse and making drugs in the other world.

learning in School and printing guns in the real one.

Then the 3rd day came...

To Be Continued...

#WhiteCharak

#LOL

#BackInThisBitch

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