#dwayne richardson

[ashtonderoy]

Margret Richardson should thank me. I am giving him the whooping she won't.

Written by Ashton Deroy Related to https://fortheloveofbelleville.ca/2026/06/11/death-dementia-narcissistic-abuse/ I guess you could say I am in the Business of Whooping Dwayne. Margret didn’t the work your husband did to get that house matter to you? Why aren’t you going after him? ‘Can’t we all just not get along.” Life is so much nicer when we all just attack each other randomly and never…

Margret Richardson should thank me. I am giving him the whooping she won't.

[blackmen]

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2. Saint's Row

Kingston

After I checked out of the school I took the bus to my warehouse so that I could go and pick up my baby. I checked both ways to make sure I wasn't being seen before putting in the password before the garage door lifted. I went in and pulled away the cover to reveal my baby. I didn't tell my mom about the car either because we don't exactly have the money to be splurgin on a whip, so until then this is yet another secret.

Once I had gotten some food in my system, I went over to Saint's warehouse to see if there was anything he needed me to sell today... That and to spy on his ass.

Antwan (18 years old)

It was lunch time and a nigga starving like hell, but I couldn't seem to find Kingston... As I tried to search again, I spotted my baby approachin the table with a new girl. "Aye Malani, you seen K around here?" I said as she sat down. "He checked out early. Said he was having another headache." She said looking worried.... Kingston gettin a headache means he having the nightmare again, so that means he's either out and about or he's over at Saint's. Ugh I despise that man for what he did to Kingston's father; sure his dad had his issues, but that shit he pulled was foul as fuck, man. "Anyway baby, this is Cheyenne. She's new so don't pull any funny shit or it's yo ass!" She said makin me and Cheyenne laugh. "Don't listen to Mally, I'm her dude Antwan, but everybody call me Ant." "It's nice to meet you Ant." She seemed pretty chill; more of the kinda girl Kingston goes for.

Kingston

I pulled up to Saint's place and shot him a text lettin him know I was here.

To TheDevil: 11:50

Aye it's Kingston, I'm outside and I was wondering if there was any available work you need me to do? Just let me know.

From TheDevil: 11:52

Um there actually is a couple of things I need your help with, come on up.

To TheDevil: 11:55

Aight omw

From The Devil: 12:01

Aight

Saint (27 years old)

I look at Kingston as like my right hand man ya know. He's the hardest dealer and I know I can trust him to get my shit handled. I don't know anything about him though, which is a good thing. Ion't have time to be havin therapy sessions wit these knuckleheads! I just want to make a stable home for my kids since they wit my parents. I just hope I can make her proud.

"Saint, it's Kingston.. Open up." "Stonie, open that up." King and Stone dapped it up while I went into my safe to get the paperwork for their new job. "So, what type of work do you got set up for me?" "I got this guy I need y'all to take out, he late on a few payments and I'm gettin real impatient." I said getting more angered as I thought about it. "Consider it handled." This is what I like about this kid. Lil dude still in high school, but he stay eager to do jobs; he kind of reminds me of myself when I was his age. "Come back by here when y'all finish up, so I can pay ya for the month." "Got it boss man." Stonie said. "That's boss nigga to you." "We gotcha."