Imani stuck her house key in the door unlocking it then walked into her high-rise apartment.
"Hurry up Bronx it's cold out there" She huffed pulling her Moncler puffer jacket hoodie off of her head waiting for her dog to come in also.
She locked the door almost immediately, flickering on the lights while turning on the thermostat. Honestly, Imani just wanted to take a shower then go to sleep.
"You know I'm street runnin', uh- the hell?" Imani rapped but paused scrunching up her face looking at the unknown caller that was calling her. Shrugging her shoulders Imani just threw the phone on the couch then walked down the hallway that led to her bedroom.
She grabbed her dry off towel and walked inside the bathroom. She slid open the glass door then turned the handle to the hottest temp.
Beginning to strip from her clothes, waiting for it to get hot before stepping in. Imani let the hot water hit her skin, letting her thoughts take over...
She wondered what it would be like if she had kept the baby, would it have been to be someone's mommy.
Or what her life would've been like if she had never gone downstairs that day to make a grilled cheese. Obviously way better.
No matter how much she tried to hate her dad she just couldn't, especially since she was a daddy's girl.
Imani even caught herself thinking about Kamrein who was someone she hasn't thought of in a long time. The thought of him made her smile thinking about the good times they had but then came the bad.
Rolling her eyes Imani held her arm that had a big purple bruise on it under the shower water, rinsing off the soap. It was from two days ago when Imani and Horace had got in a big fight after the live had ended. He had thrown her on the floor and of course, Imani's skin easily bruised so it looked like someone punched the fuck outta her.
The only reason she let him treat her like that was because she felt like she needed someone no matter what.
After the shower, she dried up her body and grabbed the cocoa butter off the counter rubbing it evenly on her body.
Hearing loud banging on the door she grabbed an oversized T-shirt and put it on before running to the door.
Standing on her tippy toes she sucked her teeth looking through the peephole seeing Horace looking down at his phone.
Imani put on a fake smile before she opened the door.
"I know you heard me knockin' at this front door," He said slipping his phone in his pocket walking into the apartment.
