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" Ͳhink about what I said, Heav." Heaven's eyes rolled mentally as she shook her head waving off her best friend, Erik as she exited his vehicle with her belongings. Erik had been pressuring her to rethink the break-up between her and her dope-headed ex, Chase. Although, Heaven still loved Chase and their relationship. She wasn't about to give him another chance. Why would she? She didn't need that energy in her life. Her mother died from an overdose, why the hell would she put herself through that and honestly, she was upset with Erik for even suggesting the idea. Tomorrow was her birthday, and today was Thanksgiving. She could just taste her father's sweet potato pie, nobody could bake a pie like her dad or Grandma May. It would've been great if Grandma May and cousin Raye was coming this year but, neither claimed they could make it. She wished they would because, she wanted to see her little sister Grace. She just knew Grace was big. It was a pain not being able to watch her grow, or be around her. Financially, her father obviously was lying about the real deep issues. BUT, she was trying to think of the brighter side, it was thanksgiving. She was sure there was something she could be thankful for.
She heard someone pssting at her. Usually she wouldn't bother to entertain it but, she turned around. "Yo, come here."
"Man, what do you want?" She mutters, rolling her eyes at him. He laughs, shaking his head leaning over some more as the window rolled down of the passenger side door some more, she looked around. Her father had told her to stay away from the twins but, she honestly wasn't listening. "Get in." She opened the door, getting into the car with Big. "Your little ass been avoiding me, dodging my calls and shit. Happy thanksgiving." She smiled lightly, as he began to drive. "Wait, where you going? You know I'm not supposed to be with you, Big." He shrugged. "What your father don't know won't hurt. We going to my hotel, don't worry.. I'll bring you back in time before your father even notices. I'm quite sure he in there cooking and shit, seen him bringing in a bunch of groceries earlier with the help of your brother. Just text him and say you gone be late coming home, you at a friends." She sighed, placing her overnight bag on the back seat.
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