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DAYVON  7:00 pmChicago, Illinois

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DAYVON 
7:00 pm
Chicago, Illinois

My new song "Took her to the O" plays in the background as I walked around the party greeting people. My rap career was taking off and I was happy about that. I finally had a chance to get the fuck up out these streets. None of this shit was benefitting me anyway.

"Von this shit some heat gang." Durk said walking up to me dapping me up. I smiled at him. This music shit was too easy and I was fasho making it out this shit. I smiled at the thoughts of me on stage preforming, tours, everything.

I go to sit down on the couch bumping my head to my song still playing on the speakers watching bitches shake they ass and nikkas bopping they heads to it.

Damn a whole lotta ass throwing and a nikka couldn't even get one lap dance from one bitch since I been here. Kema was at home with my son. I wanted her to come but she decided to stay home with our son and let me do me.

Durk walked over to me and sat down. "Damn nikka getcho ass up and grab a bitch asss or sum you over here looking like you in ya head you good?" I laughed and nodded my head.

"Yea folks im aight ion feel like getting up tho imma let the bitches come to me." He chuckled shaking his head.

"Man this party lit as fuck and you wanna sit down and let the bitches come to you? Nikka getcho ass up and get some bitches on ya dick." I smacked my teeth and ignored him.

He shook his head and took a sip of his drink in his red cup.

You think we gon make it out this shit here folks ian gon lie." I shook my head taking a sip of henny sighing. I just wanted to get my ass up out these streets and finally be at peace with myself. That's all I wanted.

"Hell yea twin we gon make it out this shit, promise." He dapped me up making me nod my head taking a sip of my drink again.

I sighed putting the cup down looking at the perc on the table. I shook my head and picked it up taking it, taking a sip of my drink to down it.

I leaned back in the couch looking up at the ceiling waiting for the affects of the drug to take over me.

"Aint that Mazuri walking in here?" Herb said walking over making me snap out of my trance. I looked over to see a bright pink dress and blond hair.

That was definitely her. Damn, she looked as sexy as ever. I couldnt help but look at her. Out of all these hoes in this joint she was the one that stood out the most. It was like a bright light radiating from her as she walked in. That alone is what made me want to get closer to her.

She looked around and then looked over, making eye contact with me. She smiled and gave me a small wave. I just continued staring at her.

What the fuck was wrong wimme and why the fuck do i keep staring?

What the fuck was wrong wimme and why the fuck do i keep staring?

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MAZURI
At the party.
Chicago, Illinois

As i walked into the loud environment surrounding me, i immediately felt all eyes on me. I began to get nervous and i looked down.

I looked up at my surroundings trying to find Indias whereabouts, i could barely see anything from where i was standing.

The smell of weed filled the air, and the smoke made the atmosphere foggy. I stood there waiting for at least someone i knew to notice me.

My eyes landed on Dayvon. He was laying on the couch his eyes making contact with mine and then roaming my body. I smiled and gave him a small wave.

He didnt wave back but kept staring which made me look away nervously.

India walked up to me smiling.

"Girl you look so pretty!" She shouted over the loud music that was playing. She pulled me in for a hug and i hugged her back smiling feeling her warmth.

"Thank you, so do you." I pulled away from the hug smiling. She smiled back at me and grabbed my hand pulling me with her wherever she was going.

There were more people staring at me now as i walked through the crowd making me a little more nervous i just held my head down.

She brought me to the spot where Dayvon and the others were at. I stood quietly as she hugged Herb, and Durk. I looked over at Dayvon, his now pale brown skin making me worry. He looked like he was off drugs.

Im sure he was fine. But i couldnt help but to worry.

Durk looked at me. "You aint gon say hi to a nikka now?" He said making me laugh in embarrassment waving. I waved at Herb also making him nod his head licking his lips at me.

"Whatchu standing there for girl? Sit down i know them heels hurting ya feet." India laughed making me laugh a little too. They were hurting my feet she was right. I dont know why i wore them.

I went and sat down in between India and Von looking down at my fingers playing with them.

I wanted to talk to Dayvon, but i couldnt find the right words to say. So i stayed quiet.

Then he finally talked. "We meet again." He chuckled making me look at him.

I nodded my head, saying nothing letting him speak.

"Come on mama use ya words. Ain't nothing to be scared of you know its just me lil folks." He put his hand on my thigh rubbing it a little. I sighed at the warmth of his fingers as he rubbed my thigh.

I finally looked at him. "I just couldnt
find the right words to say thats all." He smacked his teeth looking at me.

His gaze made me shiver a little. His deep brown eyes looked dark. I couldnt shake the feeling off.

"You can start by saying hey ah sum, just staring at a nikka like youn know me." He laughed.

I looked down nervously again playing with my fingers again. I couldnt look at him for some reason. His eyes were dark and i could see the pain in them.

He took his hand off my thigh and lifted my chin making me look at him. He smiled brighter now showing his white teeth. He was beautiful as ever up close.

He looked like he wanted to say something but he held it back switching the topic. "You look good folks who told you to walk up in here like that?" He said pulling at the hem of my dress making me giggle.

He was staring at me again.

"Thank you." I smiled a little looking away from him. I heard him sigh.

He was hurt. I could feel it.

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