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40. The End (Part One)

Niyesha's P.O.V.

(July 14th)

Finally it was my birthday. A day where I should be excited. I mean I am. Don't get me wrong.

But today could be the day I might die.

Brandon told me all that he knew. That Tasha was trying to ruin my career, using Michael and brainwashing him along the way. She also was gonna kidnap me, just like I saw in the vision I had.

He also told me that she included him on the plan. But he saw it was stupid and she was crazy. So for once he finally had some sense in him.

Niyesha: Thanks Brandon. I appreciate it.

Brandon: No problem. It's all I can do after...well ya know.

Niyesha: Yeah...

That's when he got up to leave. Before he left he asked me:

Brandon: After all that happened in the past...why still talk to me?

Niyesha: Because I know you're one the good guys. If you weren't, you would've never told me. I don't see Michael or Tre telling me all this.

He smiled.

Brandon: Thanks.

Niyesha: You're welcome...And come to my sweet sixteen today. I'll text you the address.

His eyes opened wider, along with his smile. He nodded, and left.

Now for the rest of the day.

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The party started at 9 P.M. and ended at 1 A.M. I don't know who was staying the whole time, but I rented the place for five hours. I had a surprise for La Bella Vita.

Now it was 1:30 P.M. and I had to start getting ready. The girls had their own hair appointments and all that, and Prince was busy again. So Anthony offered to take me everywhere I went. He was my personal chaffeur.

I put on a pair of shorts, a tank top, some slippers, and put on my sunglasses.

Anthony came in about five minutes. Our first stop was the nail salon.

(Nail Salon)

Thank God it wasn't packed. As soon as I got in, I started on my pedicure and afterwards my manicure. While my nails were drying, they did my eyebrows. They asked me if I wanted to get my mustache done, which I felt kinda offended cause you can barely tell I had one, and pretty sure that would hurt. Anthony started to chuckle, and I gave him the death stare.

Niyesha: Do you want a pedicure, Anthony? I have enough for you.

His eyes opened up.

Anthony: Nah, I'm good. This is all for you.

I started to laugh. After that was all done I paid the lady $40, giving her a $5 tip.

(Hair Salon)

Won't even lie. My head hurted so much after I was done with my hair. I decided to get box braids, something I've been wanting since forever. It took a good hour and a half, but it left me enough time to go eat something. They put a headscarf over my head, and I paid the hairdresser $60 with $8 tip. I was in a good mood today.

(Burger King)

Anthony paid for my stuff, against my protests of course.

Anthony: Oh c'mon! It's your birthday. Just accept it.

Niyesha: Yeah but still. I have money.

Anthony: You spent enough over these past few days. Plus I'm being a gentleman.