Chapter Twenty Six x B. A. N. S.
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I should have used protection
Instead of moving so fast
But I'm a sucker for affection
Should have never showed you that
And now I got myself to blame
Why did I let you come in?
I shouldn't have gave my heart away
But I trusted you with it
Niggas be on that bullshit - Sevyn Streeter
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One Month Later
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Essence
I plopped down onto the bed and blew out a breathe of air. I'd just finished bringing all of my clothes into the furnished penthouse suite I'd just rented for the next month. It was now Thanksgiving day and I was finally ready to face everyone and everything that I ran away from a month ago. I'm still hurt from the things that happened back then, but I've got to the point where I don't cry over it as much as I use to anymore. Each day that goes by, I think about it and the pain hadn't stopped in my chest, but the tears are slowly, but surely coming to a halt.
No one knew I was back in Miami today and no one would until I show up to Thanksgiving dinner in the next hour or so. I was working on me for this past month, no distractions in the way of that. I didn't go far from Miami, well not out of the state rather. I went to Orlando to escape everything that Miami brought upon me, and sadly now I'm back and now I have to face the person who caused me to run away in the first place. I wasn't ready to see him or talk to him, , but I figured it was time. I hadn't heard from him or anyone rather since I left Miami. It was wrong of me to shut everyone out just because of what Money did, but I just needed some time alone to collect myself after what happened. I sighed as I stood up from the King sized bed and stripped out of the black jogging suit I was wearing.
I made my way inside of the bathroom and got straight into the shower. I lathered my body with the Sweet Pea body wash and made sure I got everywhere. I stood directly under the shower head as my mind wandered to what I'd do when I actually faced him after a whole month of being on the go. Run, came to mind, but I've done that for long enough as it is. I was tired of running, it was time to handle business. I needed to be a big girl and deal with it now.
Once I was sure that I was clean and smelling right, I stepped out of the steaming shower and wrapped the towel around my body. I went on to brush my teeth and wash my face with the scrub I'd gotten. Before long, I slipped into my all white skinny jeans that hugged my hips and thighs perfectly, but made my ass look even bigger than it already was. I put on a long sleeve blue jean shirt that tied in the front and showed a bit of skin, even though it was kind of chilly outside. To pull my outfit together, I wore my red and gold spiked Louboutin sneakers and a red Coach cross body bag to match. I decided to leave my hair flowing damply down my back in waves. A little edge control and that was done.
I kept my make up simple with only mascara gracing my lashed, and Ruby Woo red MAC lipstick coating my lips. I rubbed them together and did the duck lips in the mirror. I sprayed some perfume on me, then stepped back and looked at myself in the full body mirror, smiling weakly at my appearance. I looked damn good, but the closer it got to time, the more I dreaded going. I sighed and sucked it up as I grabbed my keys from the dresser and made my way for the door of my penthouse. Dinner was at 4 and It was already 2:39. I wanted to go a bit early so I could catch up with my girls.
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Hold You Down
Ficción GeneralEssence Brown, 21 years old deep into the drug game along side her boyfriend of 3 years Damian "Money" Johnson. Her boyfriend is the leader of every corner and borough of the south. After his father was killed , at a young age he took over & held it...