𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝, 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢 𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐚.

Travel.

Zanova was still PISSED at Notti.

She had a bad relationship with her dad, and his behavior resembled her father in such a strong way, she was honestly turned the fuck off. Ick.

The problem here, is that Notti is stubborn, and won't talk until she does.

But what he doesn't realize is that Zanova is 10x more stubborn than he could even imagine and shuts down when she's upset, not wanting to talk to everybody, so they could very well never speak again.

Unless...notti sets his pride to the side, and apologizes. (Which is never happening.)

Notti woke up at 7:03, they had some people to take care of at 10, so he set his alarm clock so it would wake Zanova up in 8 minutes. He didn't want to talk to her.

He wrote a note.

"We are going somewhere, be ready by 10."

Notti rolled his eyes as he went to take a quick shower.

He got out of the shower and put on lotion, deodorant, and cologne.

He looked at the bed, and Zanova was walking into the bathroom, sending Notti a glare.

Notti knew he was wrong, but would he ever admit that? Hell nah.

Zanova is big on equality in relationships, and if Notti thought he was running the relationship, he was sorely mistaken.

Zanova acted like a queen. She was self conscious, but knew she wasn't a piece of shit and should never be treated as such.

She took a shower, playing some of X's music.

She missed Florida, and in that moment, wished she was back so bad. She wished she'd never moved to New York, even though it was out of her control.

She got out of the shower, and put some leave in conditioner in her hair, deciding she would leave it down today.

She got dressed after putting on lotion and sprayed perfume on.

She walked out the door to see Notti on his phone, texting someone with a contact name that made her blood boil.

"Tamara 🖤"

Why did he have a heart by his ex's name?

Zanova scoffed and grabbed a bag.

Notti didn't know, but the money she'd been getting from their heists was being saved, and Zanova was getting the fuck out of New York. She was old enough now, and Jahseh (X) and stokely (ski) would take care of her.

"Listen, Ethan. And you can't freak out when I tell you this..."

Notti's head snapped in Zanova's direction, surprised she was speaking, he nodded telling her to go on.

"You haven't apologized, and that's fine. I see how you feel, and I can't reprimand you that...but I'm leaving, and please don't come after me, I don't want to come back." Zanova sighed, grabbing a bag to pack everything into.

"Yo, bro...what? You not leaving, fuck is you talkin' about?" Notti tilted his head.

"You ain't got no money, we gon see how long it takes you to come back, bro." Notti smirked, face timing Tamara.

"Hey." Tamara said into the phone.

"Witcho fine ass." Notti smiled, trying to make Zanova mad on purpose.

Her eyes filled with tears and she walked out the door, seeing DD and Ddot.

"Where we goin'? It's not 10 yet." Ddot said, taking a puff from his blunt.