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A/N: Ian een gon hold yall .. In the last chapter I meant INDIGO NOT INDIA💀.
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Wassam?
guh who df?
This the girl from the chinese sto
I looked at Tremani ass.. then back at my phone..
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Hellooo?
Untuh shawty , he musta gave you my number .. his WIFE .. his WORLD .. his HEART .
Mane whatever, that shit so lame.
I left her on seen... I looked back at Tremani, he looked at peace.
I rocked his shit and pretended I was sleep. I opened my eyes to see if he was sleep himself but I got dragged outta the bed. We was fighting for 15 minutes.
"Yeah bitch." I said laying on him outta breath while tracing his tattoos.
"Shut df up." He said back.
"So did yall think of a plan?"
"Yes mama, somehow you and the girls will be involved. I just dont want nun to happen to nun of yall frfr." He confessed to me while lighting his blunt.
"Nothing gon happen to us. We all just gon have to split up and off the grid? so weon get caught." I told him.
"Yeah.. Thats just sum ion want to do. Them niggas been my bruddas since the sandbox." He told me looking in my eyes.
"I know mane, I just want all of em to be straight and we gon be just gotta thug it out mane." I agreed.
"But come on mama, we gotta link with them today. We going to the mall hurry up so we can go shower." He told me then smacked this big fat ass I groaned but got up.
Aaliyah.
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