Chapter 12

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Im so wrong, Im so wrong
(To let you in my)
To let you in my home
(Now you know where I sleep)
Now you know where I sleep
(Never felt so damn weak)

Baby if I knew you'd be living in my sheets
I wouldn't have shown you any love
I would have left you in the club
You said you don't belong
You keep saying there's no one
And there's no where to go
But who keeps calling on your phone?
I'm so wrong, I'm so wrong, I'm so wrong

The Weeknd – Twenty Eight

            When I got home, I felt lost as hell. I didn’t know what I was going to do with my life.  I checked my phone and saw that Korbin was calling me back to back like there was no tomorrow. I went into my room, and began searching through my closet for some clothing.   I needed to take my mind of this bullshit going on in my life because I know for sure that I didn’t sign up to be depressed all the time because of someone else’s fuck ups.

            I laid my outfit out on my bed and then I started for the shower. (see the MM for Chanelle’s outfit.) Once I did that, I lotioned up and checked the time. It was 8p.m.  I put on my outfit and then I dialed Sharon’s number.

            “Hey girl, are you alright?” She asked.

            “I’m just fine.” I rolled my eyes. “How’s my baby girl?” I asked smiling.

            “She and Nick are having a great time.  She loves Uncle Nick.” Sharon laughed.

            “I’ll be picking her up tomorrow, is that okay?” I asked.

            “Why do you have to pick her up so soon? You know when my niece comes around, I’m not ready to let her go that quick.” She laughed.

            I sighed. “You’ll be alright.”

            “What happened between you and Korbin?”

            I sucked my teeth then I explained to her everything that happened. “I’m still not trying to hear anything he has to say to me.” I rolled my eyes.

            “You crazy as fuck, Chanelle, was all that really called for?” She asked raising her voice.

            “I do crazy shit when I’m scared. Korbin is buff, and I knew that I had to take desperate measures to avoid him.” I said.

            “What if he would’ve broke something? That’s his whole football career down the drain.” She said.

            “So.” I rolled my eyes.

            “Remember he paying for everything you do so therefore you need to respect his body. If he loses that career, you can kiss all that spoiled shit goodbye.” She said.

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