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DANIELA CRUZ sat at the table at Monet's house, as she listened to Monet speak to Davis on the phone. Dru was sitting across from Dani, while Cane was standing beside her. They were all startled about everything that had just took place.
"Hurry up! I ain't raise no snitch, but they gone lean on her hard." Monet spoke, into her phone.
"I'm on it." David assured.
"Aight." Monet replied, hanging up the phone.
"Fuck, if it was you three, I wouldn't be so fucking worried, but Diana..." Monet said, as she stressed out. "Ma, Diana's hard, aight?" Dru told her. "Yeah, hard enough to look out for herself and sell my ass out." Monet retorted.
Cane just looked down at Daniela, who then looked up at him. She could see the disappointment in his face. Cane just shook his head slightly, as her eyes began watering.
"Ima go to Stansfield and see what I can find out." Cane stated, before walking away. "Cane." Daniela called after him. "Dani, we'll deal with you and your issue later. Right now, we gotta worry about getting Diana out and we need your help, okay?" Monet told her and she nodded.
"Okay, yeah, of course. Excuse me for a moment, please. Sorry." Daniela said, standing up from the table.
Daniela ran upstairs and walked into her bedroom, before collapsing onto her bed. She buried her face into her pillow, bawling her eyes out. There was a knock at the door, causing her to lift her head up and notice Dru at her door.
"Hey, you good?" Dru asked, walking over to her and sitting on the bed. "Dru, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I fucked up so bad." Daniela apologized. "Hey, hey, look, it's okay, aight? Don't stress. It's not good for you or the baby." Dru said.
"I know that fucking Cane hates my ass, right now. He's never gonna forgive me for this." Daniela sniffled.
"Listen, I wouldn't worry about Cane, right now. You got way bigger shit to worry about. You need to be thinking about how you gone take care of a baby and help me run the business. Tariq's baby at that. You really think that nigga gone be there?" Dru inquired and she sighed.
"He said he would be, but, shit, I mean, you never really know with that nigga. He changes like the wind. I'm prepared to do this shit alone, if I had to. I'm not keeping my baby because of him." Daniela voiced.
"So, you're keeping it?" Dru asked. "Yeah... I am." Daniela admitted. "Damn, Dani. You need to come up with a plan. This shit ain't no joke." Dru told her and she scoffed. "Dru, you don't think I know that?" Daniela retorted.
