"what's better than one billionaire? two (two)
specially if they from the same hue as you...
nobody wins when the family feuds".

a day later and roman was still pissed about the jey situation. actually pissed wasn't even the word for how he felt right now. he was furious, enraged, or any other synonym of pissed.

he ordered shiny and terrence to tell the twins to come to the warehouse today. he knew that they wouldn't listen to him and the only way that roman could confront jey was if someone else told them to come. it did work though as shiny and terrence told roman that they were coming to the warehouse.

"roman... they're here" terrence told roman, who was sitting in his chair facing the behind wall.

"bring them up" he simply said, and terrence did just that.

a few minutes later a door opened and it was jey, meanwhile they left jimmy downstairs per roman's request. this whole situation was with jey and jey only, and roman only wanted the smoke with jey and jey only.

"roman.... what's up?" jey said. that "what's up" alone got roman hot, but he needed to ease into the conversation first before just blowing up. he wanted to do that anyways.

"I need to talk to you" roman said. he turned around in his chair already looking tense. jey could tell too as he was looking at roman sideways.

"okay.... what do you need to talk about?" he wondered.

".... so yesterday I was told some information about you. some information that I would've never thought that you would even be capable of doing, I never would've thought that you would have the balls of doing this!" roman began to say.

"and this information is...." jey said, trying to act like he had nothing to hide.

this really made roman even angrier and he suddenly threw the glass on his desk at the wall, breaking it in the process. jey was startled at his cousin going zero to one hundred real quick, he was confused as all hell at why he was acting real irrational right now.

"yo what the fuck roman?!" jey exclaimed. "that shit almost hit me!".

"that was the goal" roman said sternly.

"the fuck is your problem?!" jey yelled again.

"the fuck is MY problem?! nah the fuck is YOUR problem?!" roman exclaimed, now getting up.

"you really thought that I wasn't gonna find out about your little shit?! you going behind my back, you plotting against me to others, you having little secret dealings with paul.... YOU TAKING THAT STAKE DEAL?!".

jey remained quiet as he finally realized why roman wanted him here. he knew. it was all going downhill now.

"I should've known from the jump that you were gonna be on some sneak shit. you've been plotting on that deal since I got it. you were constantly pressing me to take it, you were always in my fucking business about that shit. you were doing all of that just so YOU could take it for yourself, you little fucking sneak. THEN you gonna go talk shit to other people about me, basically plotting on my downfall. you lied, you snuck around, you took a bag that wasn't even FOR YOU! you're a fucking cunt" roman ranted.

"and i'd do it all over again" jey said with attitude in his tone.

roman lost it which is why he immediately charged at jey. he punched him square in the face and tackled him onto the ground. roman was bigger than jey in size and height so he had the power over him but jey was fighting back. the two were fighting each other, punching and kicking. roman wanted to practically kill this man and jey wanted roman to finally get the ass beating that he deserved. they wanted war with each other.

"I don't regret a damn thing. i'm so sick of playing second fiddle to you and you thinking that you can run me. you don't run SHIT! you ain't shit" jey said to roman, which caused roman to punch him again.

"YOU AIN'T SHIT! I gave you the fucking world and you gonna go behind my back like that?! TAKING MY SHIT?! THAT SHIT WASN'T FOR YOU! THAT SHIT WAS NEVER FOR YOU! YOU AIN'T A DON, YOU AIN'T A LORD, YOU AIN'T A EVEN A MUTHAFUCKIN KING! I AM!" roman yelled at him.

"oh yes the hell it was. the minute you gave that up because your REAL boss lawrence told you too, that stake deal was open season. I took it and now I got all the riches. I got all them dudes in the boroughs liking me, wanting to work with me, something you could barely do because you're the one person that nobody likes" jey told him. "you thought that you were gonna be the only one in the family with all of the money, power, and respect?! that shit is done for".

roman punched him again and they both got up to fight again. roman was throwing objects at jey in an attempt to knock him out. the objects being thrown were making a lot of noise and at that point, people started to come upstairs.

when they opened the door they saw the two fighting and jimmy immediately ran in to defend his twin. he started to throw punches at roman and the twins were working together to fight him. shiny and terrence intervened to break it up but the three samoans were strong and weren't giving up that quickly so it was a bit of a struggle to break them up.

it even took some of the suppliers from downstairs to break them up. the room was slowly filling with many people as they were trying to stop the fight between their boss and lieutenants. it took an army, and it did eventually work with them first dragging jey out of the room. they attempted to get jimmy out as well but roman grabbed him to stay in the room.

"what the fuck?!" roman yelled as he pushed jimmy hard. "why you jumping into my shit?!".

"that's my brother! you really thought I wasn't about to do shit?!" jimmy yelled back at him.

"you a pussy just like him" roman scoffed.

"oh no, the only person that's a pussy is YOU!" jimmy exclaimed, and this is when every feeling he's ever felt was about to come out.

"for years you've treated your own fucking blood like shit. we were supposed to be running this shit right with you! it was supposed to be us against the fucking world! but no, you decided to become a huge asshole and you treated us like your fucking peasants rather than bosses. you're a piece of shit roman and you never treated anybody right. not me, not jey, not anyone!".

"how dare you say that I never treated y'all right?! if it wasn't for me y'all would still be selling drugs for old ass gary and living in those shitty bronx apartments with rats running in and out!" roman said.

"and it'd still be better than working with you" jimmy scoffed.

"you don't care about anyone but yourself and that's why everyone is just waiting for you to die. hell you don't even care for your own wife and kid! I see why iman has to cry every night for you to love her".

roman immediately punched jimmy in his face at the mention of iman and jianni. that made him heated and as he was gonna go for another hit, jimmy held his fist with his hand to block it.

jimmy wasn't even gonna fight back. he just held his face and laughed, laughed right at roman as roman was getting even more pissed.

"what's so funny you fucking bitch?!" roman spat at him.

"what's funny is that I don't even have to fight you back. at the end of the day we still won" jimmy chuckled.

"we don't have to work for you no more and jey's gonna continue his power trip. he's still gonna have his money, power, and respect and we're gonna be free of you. it's over roman, you lost! for once you fucking lost!".

jimmy spit on the ground and said one last "fuck you" before walking out of the office. once he got downstairs he got jey and the two left the warehouse, never to return.

roman was left with a ruined office and without his family by his side. he felt betrayed by the two people that he never would've thought would betray him. jimmy and jey were his day 1s and the fact that they disrespected him in the worse way possible was so fucked.

roman continued to mess up his already ruined office in rage. his mind was in a daze and the only thing that was taking over was his anger towards the situation. he couldn't stop and he probably wouldn't. he's never felt so deceived. it was one thing for a random person to do this, but for his own family? he hated this. he hated it so much.

hours later and it was now the night time. roman spent most of the day drinking and getting wasted due to his raging emotions. he didn't arrive back home until about ten thirty at night. by then the house was in bed either sleeping or watching tv. iman was currently in bed herself watching a movie when she heard a noise coming from the hallway, sounding like a glass broke.

she was a bit nervous since she thought that maybe someone was breaking into the house so she brought a large umbrella with her to attack whoever it was. she slowly walked out to the hallway of the house, walking around to see who was here and what broke.

no one was in the hallway but now the noise was coming from the kitchen. she slowly walked into the kitchen and when she got in there, she turned on the light ready to whack the person. instead she found a drunk roman standing in front of her. his eyes were bloodshot, his face was full of bruises and cuts from the fight, and he reeked of alcohol. she also saw that he was possibly the one that broke the glass as it was all over the floor.

"roman.... what the hell are you drunk?!" she exclaimed. "and why is your face all bruised up?".

he didn't say anything and instead walked away from her. iman followed after him and grabbed his arm, dragging him into their bedroom.

"what the fuck is up with you?! you coming up in here all drunk and shit! how did you even get home?! did you really drive here under the influence?! your ass could've gotten a dui if the cops caught you!" iman ranted. "and your face... did you get in a fight too?! you getting into fights AND getting sloppy drunk?!".

"iman shut up" roman said slurred out.

"no i'm not gonna shut up! especially when your ass can't even say a coherent sentence! you know I hate it when you get drunk like this, why are you even getting drunk like this on a random night?! I don't want you turning into no messy alcoholic who just drinks their life away!" she continued to say to him.

"IMAN SHUT UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP!" roman just yelled out. now iman was silent and in shock.

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH TODAY! YOU DON'T KNOW A DAMN THING! SO SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LEAVE ME ALONE!".

"what happened today?" iman asked him. "... did anything with jey?".

just the mention of his name made roman kneel onto the floor and tears began to fall down his face. iman was very confused, she didn't know if this was because he was drunk or if it was because of whatever happened with jey but here was roman breaking down in tears. roman barely cried but here he was, crying right now.

she got down and began to hug him as he just cried in her arms. he was mostly crying because he was drunk and had so many emotions (and alcohol) running through him but he was honestly a lot more hurt about the jey situation than he was leading on. the only reason why he even got sloppy drunk was because of his anger and sadness. for two people that were basically brothers to roman, it gutted him to see how they really treated and viewed him. they've had many arguments and fights before, but never like today.

iman basically had to get roman together as he was a crying drunken mess. she went to sweep up the glass that he broke and fixed him up so he could go to bed. roman did explain the incident to her though, and iman was in shock about the fight that happened between them. she's known about jey possibly doing some shady shit since yesterday but everything that happened today blew her mind. she always hated when families got into it, especially family as close as roman and the twins. she couldn't even hope for the best, it was pretty much over at this point. the damage was done.

roman was asleep as soon as he finished telling iman what happened. by tomorrow morning it's doubtful that he'll remember getting drunk and crying, but he will remember what happened.

he'll also remember how he helped his family get to the top and how he thought that they were gonna rule the world...

December 17th, 2009

it was a cold thursday night in manhattan and roman was awaiting his cousins to arrive to his condo. he had to talk to them about something important, something that could possibly benefit their lives in a way.

his house buzzer went off and he got up from his sofa to buzz the twins up. a few minutes later, a knock was heard on the door and he let them in.

"there y'all are! where were y'all at?" roman asked his cousins.

"this one was talking to takecia for a minute" jimmy told him.

"still trying to get her back?" roman chuckled.

"it's working" jey said. "I asked her out on a date and she said yes".

"aww shit someone's about to get some pussy again!" roman laughed.

"pussy ain't the only thing that matters man" jey said.

"for him it is, you know how this one operates" jimmy chuckled pointing at roman. "he'll never settle down".

"these girls are too much to settle down! I give them some dick and they become so clingy. shit i'm texting stacia right now trying to let her down but she just won't let me go!" roman told them.

"I thought you actually liked stacia" jimmy wondered.

"I did but y'know.... interests have changed" roman shrugged.

"you found someone else didn't you?" jey guessed out of shit, sheer luck!

"yup" he laughed. "meeting up with her tomorrow".

"god you're a menace" jey chuckled.

"hey i'm not that bad.... hell with what i'm about to tell y'all should be an indicator that I am not a menace at all" roman said. "so come sit down".

roman led his cousins into his living room and they all sat on the sofa. he felt a bit excited and even felt like some sort of savior with the news he had to tell them. he was really confident in the benefits that this would have on their lives.

"so.... what do you have up your sleeve tonight?" jey asked him.

"well first off I wanted to ask y'all a quick question... do y'all actually like selling?" roman asked them.

"what kind of question is that?" jey scoffed.

"a question I just asked you.... do you guys like selling drugs?" roman asked again.

"I mean.... it gets us money, this is the only way i've known. it does work after all so i'm not complaining too much" jey shrugged.

"same, money is the only thing that matters" jimmy added.

"y'all could be doing more than selling though. matter of fact y'all don't even have to sell no more" roman said.

"please don't tell us to stop selling, especially when you're a goddamn drug lord now. that'll be so hypocritical" jimmy told him.

"well I am telling y'all to stop selling" roman said, which caused the two to audibly groan. "but that's only because I wanna make you two my lieutenants for my cartel".

suddenly jimmy and jey's expressions changed. they were intrigued, interested, and a bit excited. they knew the drug game very well, including how these kingpins operate. being in the fray with roman as they rule shit together would be everything.

"I don't want y'all on the streets no more, especially when i'm already in charge of my own shit. I be damned if my own blood gets caught up on the streets with some bullshit whether it's from the cops or any enemies. I want y'all to be my second in commands, my lieutenants" roman explained. "y'all gonna be the ones supervise and lead, shit y'all could even kill for me if I wanted y'all too".

"oh shit we gonna be killing people?!" jimmy exclaimed.

"if I wanted y'all too, if I needed y'all too" roman told him. "but most of all I want y'all to be on a higher level rather than just selling shit for someone else. y'all need to be up with me and not below".

"but what about money? we getting paid for being your backup basically?" jey asked him.

"why would y'all not get paid? of course y'all gonna get paid, and it'll be a lot more than what y'all are getting to waste on those ugly bape hoodies" roman scoffed.

"bape hoodies are clean uce, you trippin" jimmy said.

"no you trippin, and y'all need to invest in some nicer shit. hence why when you take my offer in becoming lieutenants, you'll be able to buy gucci, versace, tom ford, all that nice shit. sipping the expensive shit, and buying it too" roman was persuading them real hard right now.

"so you want us to be boujee like you huh?" jey jokingly said.

"if that means I want y'all to be rich like me then yes, I want y'all to be "boujee"" roman said.

"so what do y'all say? y'all wanna join me or do y'all wanna continue selling the same shit for the rest of your lives...." roman asked them.

"friendly reminder that we turn thirty in about five years, y'all gonna keep on selling shit after thirty, or are y'all gonna be up in the fronts like me?".

jimmy and jey took some time to think to themselves. they thought about all of the benefits roman just told them and thought about how it would help their lives out. when they all decided to sell drugs, it was so that they could get more money. it was so they could get more money that a regular job would never give. the twins also thought about how roman was living. he had this nice condo, always dressed nice in the best designer, and he was getting richer by the days. they wanted that too.

"i'll join you" jimmy said.

"okay, what about you jey?" roman asked him.

".... yeah, i'm in" jey added.

"yessir!" roman exclaimed, with a huge smile on his face.

"damn you really happy about this" jey laughed. "goofy ass smile".

"yeah seriously, I haven't seen you this happy since that girl from brooklyn told you that you weren't the father of her baby" jimmy added.

"hell yeah i'm happy! this is now a family ran brand. me as the lord, y'all as my second in commands. we about to rule new york!" roman told them excitedly.

roman then grabbed both of them by the shoulders and walked them over to his window which had a view of manhattan. the skyline was showing and it practically showed the whole city.

"see that boys... we about to own this shit soon, watch" roman told them.

"we used to always said we were gonna run the world" jimmy smiled.

"and now we are...." jey smirked.

the three laughed in their upcoming dominance. they were all so excited for what was to come. no more were they gonna be selling for someone else, they were about to work for each other and rule together.

the family was stronger than ever, and it was only gonna go up from here.

and now eleven years later, everything was at the bottom. the twins hated roman and roman hated the twins. eleven years of working together and running the drug kingpin seemed to just go down the drain just like that.

the family was over.