You was made for me
Yeah but all you do is take from me
All you bring around is hate for me
I don't think you safe for me
I'm fucked up but you was made for me
- MajorNine
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Giselle Pov:
"Not you went into the deepest part of the trenches to find you somebody." Nicki looked out the window in slight disgust. "You're not scared of anything, I see." She shook her head, hitting the lock on the door like somebody would be able to get in while the car was moving.
"I met her somewhere else." I chuckled, stopping to let a group of kids by.
"Why we couldn't call again?" Onika asked.
"Would you accept an apology over the phone?" The question was definitely rhetorical, I knew she wouldn't.
"This isn't about me." It was, though, I wanted to show her that I would never make her feel the way she felt when Megan was around again.
Those last few bodies were on my hands, all because I didn't put a bitch in their place. Unc and Nas's murder I could justify they were fucking with me, as far as Pardi and Rebel, all I had to do was set a few boundaries and things could have possibly been different.
"You used to stay the night over here?" At this point, I don't know even if she even cared to hide her disgust. I was in that house no longer than six hours every time, just enough time to bust a nut and take a nap.
"The inside looks better than the outside." Bree kept her house up to par, she just got comfortable where she was at. Another valid reason why we couldn't be together, I offered to put her through school, to sign up for a lash class or something.
"Call and tell her ass to come to the car." Nicki handed me my phone.
"No, then I'll have to unblock her, we're going In." I told her just for her to look at me like I was stupid.
"That girl is not about to let us in her house but okay." Onika shrugged as we pulled into the apartment complex parking in front of Bree's building.
"That's cool, I got a key." I flashed the key and smiled. Bree had decided to give me one, not wanting to stay up all times of the night waiting for me. "That I'm giving back." I made sure to add.
"Let's make this shit quick." Opening her door, she stepped out of the car, making me hop out quickly. "The ghetto, I kind of like it." Nicki looked at a group of dudes shooting dice in the building breezeway.
"Bring your ass on and don't touch another door around me." Grabbing her hand, I led the way.
"Wassup thug." Los dapped me up.
"You know me." Shit, I'm always straight even when I'm not.
"I do, ole girl nem been talking crazy." Los gave me a heads-up, but I knew.
