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November 2nd
I have been here for a month... I cannot escape. There's a tracking device inside of me. I am getting married in a month. I am unhappy, but a baddie still working. A baddie still on her shit.
I am supposed to be going on a date tonight. I'm happy to be getting out the house. My room nice and all, but this not home.
"Hey I'm about to go to work be ready at 6:45. Don't have me waiting."
I threw up the thumbs up. "Wait can you drop me off to get my hair done please?"
"Lil bit why you just saying something? C'mon."
I danced grabbing my clothes to put on tonight as well as other things. I haven't seen my best in a month. Lord knows I miss him.
"Pick me up from here for our thang tonight."
"Date not no thang."
I ignored him taking snapchat videos.
"You hungry?"
"Nope." I said before my stomach growled.
"Mhm. McDonald's?"
"That's fine." I mumbled.
He ordered my food before dropping me off.
"Don't pull no stupid shit." He growled in my ear.
"Okay daddy." I said as my eyes got wider. It came out more sexual and submissive than I planned.
"I'll see you at 6:45." He smirked.
I waved running to the front door banging.
"Bitch I'm coming! How the fucking knocking like the po- BEST!!!!" He said picking me up.
"Hey bitch. I missed you!"
"I missed you more. Who is this in this hell cat?"
"I'll explain let's go in."
"Bitch that was high school Silas!?" My best Razz asked after I explained everything to him.
"Mhmm..."
"I told you he was crazy. You wanted to be captain save a crazy nigga. What you going to do?"
