Allure...to powerfully attract or charm; tempt.
It was the physical attraction that they believed kept them coming back, but in reality, it was more than that. Two broken souls, unaware to the fact the fix was one another.
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L̶O̶S̶ A̶N̶G̶E̶L̶E̶S̶, C̶A̶L̶I̶F̶O̶R̶N̶I̶A̶
A̸M̸E̸R̸I̸E̸
"Damn bitch, you work fast as hell." Harmony furrowed her eyebrows once coming out of my bedroom that was fully furnished, that along with the entirety of my apartment. Yawning, I stared at her for a minute until nodding my head in agreement.
"I have OCD, I couldn't be sleeping here with boxes and shit crowding the place." I shook my head, looking around at how well everything looked after 3 days of getting my stuff together. I got some help from Isabelle and whoever she brung with her, but I tried to do everything myself to avoid having things set up in ways I didn't want.
It's been a week since being in California, and it really wasn't as bad as I thought it would be so far. Everything was a smooth transition and quick, being that as Harmony and Syre both promised, Syre used whatever little connects he had to help me out. Which was why getting an apartment was so quick and easy, I only had to stay with Harmony for about 2 days until everything was ready to go for me to be here. And the nigga also got me a discount, even though I haven't seen him since being here, not that I was complaining.
"No I get it, I really like this place though, King acting useful for once." Raising an eyebrow, I leant my back up against the kitchen counter. I didn't understand why some of them called Syre king, but it seemed like that's all anyone down here referred to him as which felt weird to me.
"Why do y'all call him King?" I blurted out, mentally cursing at myself afterwards.
"Because Syre means King, and his mom used to call him King all the time because she wanted to name him that originally, but his father liked Syre better. So when his mom gave birth, she was unconscious for like 2 days, so his dad went ahead and named him Syre." Staring at her blankly, I slowly nodded my head in understanding.
"And he just reclaimed it or something?"
"Yup, it's kinda lame. But then again, I like the name King better than Syre." She shrugged, just before getting a call.
I liked Syre better, it was cuter and softer although he carried a hard and mean personality. I did want to know what triggered him to act the way he did though, because natural anger was many times formed as a defense mechanism used to not get hurt. But I didn't question him because it wasn't my business, not that he would tell me anything anyways.
"Okay calm down, I can go to the hospital now...no but I was supposed to bring Amerie with- oh okay, well we're coming now." Frowning at the mention of a hospital, I watched Harmony quickly hang up her phone and shove it into her purse.
