to the outsiders halle was too good for kentrell.. they thought he would corrupt her, they shamed her for saving him and destroying herself.. but little did they know, he was the savior.
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𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄 walked swiftly out of her economics class and out the doors of the University of Georgia, stuffing the newest edition of the Mac book laptop into her all black Marc Jacobs tote bag she blew a breath of fresh air out grabbing the keys to her all grey Kia Stinger.
Looking both ways before crossing the street Halle popped the locks to her car using the keypad. after settling herself in the car she tossed her tote bag onto the floor of the car in the backseat careful not to spill the contents out of it.
After finally getting herself together and ready to take off, Halle noticed a shadowy figure standing in front of her car.
Looking around to make sure that nobody else saw what she did Halle took a deep breath and titled her head to side telling the figure to come inside her car, in a matter of seconds her grandmother appeared next to her.
"Hi my sweet girl, how are you?" Angelica said placing her left hand onto Halle's right hand which was sitting on the gear shift.
"Im fine grandma, where have you been? why haven't you reached out to me" Halle questioned her eyebrows furrowing.
"I've been busy, you didn't need anything important" she shrugged her shoulders looking down at the Van Cleef bracelet tht hung loosely around her wrist.
"Well how would you know that nana?" Halle scuffed an expression of sadness gracing her face.
In her defense it had been months since her and her grandmother last spoke, Halle was thankful for the time she shared with Angelica but she couldn't help but to feel as if it wasn't enough.
"Because I know sweet girl, you think I wouldn't be here when you needed me? You didn't need me you just missed me, I told you before Halle we have to be mindful of this time that we have with eachother .. we can't just use this gift all willy-nilly just because we miss eachother you know that"
Caressing her hand softly Halle stifled back a smile and nodded her head..
"Yea I know, what made you stop by today?"
Her grandmothers face saddened the mood immediately changing.. Halle felt the shift in energy in her spirit, something wasn't right.
"I need your help I have a friend in Lousiana, who is going to die tomorrow night. But there's a way that it can all be avoided.."
"And how is that nana? What do you need my help with" Halle turned in her seat, facing her body towards her grandmothers spirit.
"I need you to fly to Baton Rouge, Louisiana find Kentrell Gaulden and warn him. Tell him this path only leads to death"
"Grandma this doesn't make sense, why would he listen to me? Im a stranger he doesn't even know me" she expressed confused as to how she would be able to help somebody she didn't even know.
