|won best urban award|
"You're makin' a deal with the devil."
Venus DiLaurentis (aka Star) lives a life hidden by her overly religious father. Whereas her long time relationship with the drug dealer Michael has always been strong, it causes some un...
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"I'm not about this life no more"
Previously....
I'm glad we cleared things up. It feels like a weight was lifted from my shoulder.
I don't wanna ruin my friendship with Michael. He's been in my life ever since I can remember. It'd crush me. I'm glad we're mutual now on the fact that we should remain best friends. That's the best way to go.
After all, there's someone he truly loves, even though he probably doesn't fully realize it yet. **
Michael~
I managed to hide the injuries I suffered from Star's dad pretty well, surprisingly, from the gang. They're not very attentive anyway, but when they are it's a pretty short span.
2 weeks went by since and the only excuse that got me by was that I was caught in a bar fight—and they believed it. They gave me hell...but they believed it...
"Mans really got caught in a bar fight." Nelly chuckled to himself, emerging from the kitchen with a cup of juice and a stupid calculator in his hand as he sat down to finish his "daily math equations"
I kissed my teeth. "Look it wasn't my fault. Two men just started fighting and I was caught up in it." I shrugged. I've said that line a thousand times. It's natural to me now—
—because we all know I'm a bad liar.
"There's no way to get beat up as bad as you were to that extent in that context, Mike. When two people are fighting it's best to stay out of it."
I jerked my head back at this nerd. "Nel do you think I just stood there and wanted to get beat the fuck up? I didn't try to stop it they just started at it and I got caught up. Shit."
"Nel's actin' like he coulda taken 'em on." Wolf's voice echoed from his room as he came out with a sweater that was unzipped, covering body that held no shirt underneath and sweatpants along with wet hair. "Pussy would run away."
Nelly faltered. "I can take on a few men ight? I did wrestling in highschool I know what I'm doin'."
"....okay." I looked side to side before facing my attention back to my phone.
It's gettin' harder and harder to keep all these secrets in me. Each day it's like I'm faced with something else I gotta keep in. It can't be healthy.
Star's dad nearly beat me to death just because the news about Zay being killed got out and I just know that if any more coverage on that goes out—I'm done for.
