Kimani was your boyfriend. He loved you so much, and would do anything to keep you safe. Right now, him and his friends were downstairs in the living room, arguing over money. "No, that's not how that works. You know that. Stop trying to-"

One of his friends cut him off. "No, that is how that works. You just needa stop being so greedy. It ain't our fault you have a bitch you needa take care of. We split the money evenly between everyone, bitch or not."

Kimani squinted his eyes. "She ain't just a 'bitch', and you know you would feel the same if you had a woman that you love and needa take care of." He grunted.