Chapter 8: Laurent

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As I lay in bed, my eyes are wide awake, staring at the ceiling. My mind was racing with thoughts of Angela. I don't understand why I'm thinking of her. I don't even know this girl. But yet, I find myself being very attracted to her. Her physical is mind blowing. I can't help but be curious of what treasures live in her heart and mind. Man, I need some sleeping pills. I haven't felt like this since the first time I fell in love. But she gotta man. Then again, she seems unfulfilled. I bet I could.

The next day, I woke up and turned on the television to the news channel. The only reason I watched the news was for the weather forecast. According to the weather forecast, it's supposed to be cold and raining on my birthday. I jumped out of bed and walked next door to Larry's room. He wasn't in his room. Then I went downstairs and found him in the kitchen, cooking breakfast.

"Good morning, bro." Larry said as he poured milk into the bowl of eggs.
"Good morning, man. What you making?"
"Meat and cheese omelette. Want one?" Larry replied.

"Yeah." I said while yawning.
"You didn't sleep well huh?" Larry asked as he opened the oven and took a look inside.
"Nope, my mind wouldn't rest."
"Why?" Larry concerning asked.
"I've been thinking about Angela. I don't even know why."
"I do. I think you like her." Larry suggested.
"I do like her. She's cool people."
"No, no, no, no. I mean you really like her." Larry hinted with a big grin.
"Whatever. You know it's supposed to rain on our birthday, right?"
"I know man, this sucks." Larry replied and handed me a plate of breakfast.
"We have to figure out who's on the guest list."
"Criminalz crew of course. Only our closest family and friends are invited." Larry said.
"So, when you say family. Does that include Lylah?" I asked; trying not to laugh.
"You think you're funny huh? And no she's not invited." Larry sarcastically replied.
"Come on! I thought y'all squashed the beef."
"We weren't beefing. We just can't stand each other." Larry added.
"Sounds the same to me." I jokingly said.

Larry back hand slapped my shoulder.

"Look, all I'm saying is find a common ground with her. Do it at least for your daughter's sake. Wouldn't it be nice if all three of you could be in the same room and not try to kill each other?" I explained.
"You know I would never disrespect her. But Lylah does that to me all the time. I'm...Not...having...it!" Larry said and pounded his fist three times on the counter.

"I got you. Calm down." I replied and moved a bit away from Larry.
"I'm just tired of baby mama drama." Larry added.
"I know. You two will get it right, eventually." I said with a smile and patted Larry on his back.

Larry put his arm on my shoulder, moving me closer to him and said,

"So tell me something. When are you going to have a baby?"
"That's my que. I gotta go." I said and walked upstairs.

Larry laughed at my reaction.

"Where you going?" Larry asked.
"Gotta get the pinatas!" I replied.

After I got washed up and dressed, I went downstairs to get my car keys.

"Hey, you didn't answer my question."

Larry asked as he washed the dishes.

"When you and Lylah stop fighting, I'll work on that." I said and closed the door.

I got into my car, put my phone on s voice mode and said,

"Where can I find a piñata in Los Angeles, California?"

The phone replied,

"Pinatas are sold at La Sway store. " sent the address to the navigation system and left the house. At sunset Blvd intersection, I caught a red light. As I waited for the light to change, a silver 2011 Honda civic pulled up beside me. I glanced over and to my surprise, it was Angela. I rolled down my window and yelled,

"Hey girl!"

When she saw me, she smiled.

"Hey, you!" Angela happily yelled.
"Come to my birthday party! Take this! Bring Whoever you want!" I shouted back and tossed a card into her window.

The light turned green and I drove off. I was happy I ran into her. Five minutes later, I arrived at my Destination.

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