𝐒𝚑𝚢, 𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔢𝔱, 𝔰𝔬𝔣𝔱-𝔳𝔬𝔦𝔠𝔢𝔡 16-year-old Ya'Mori, born and raised in South Central, Los Angeles. She was raised around music her whole life and grew up to love music and can play any instrument you can give her
𝐘𝔞'𝔐𝔬𝔯𝔦 lives with...
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"DeVanté, be still," I giggled. I was in the set of DeVanté's new music video called Gin and Juice, which is a song for the soundtrack of a movie called Dangerous Minds.
He asked me to do his hair for the video, I did it a little differently for him, he was a bit iffy but after looking at himself in the mirror he liked it.
"Thank you, kiddie," He pressed his lips against mine, I smiled between kisses, but he wanted to go further.
"No, you have to go," I hopped off the vanity dresser, he pulled me back into his arms and placed kisses on my neck. "All I need is a few minutes," He whispered. I shook my head then the door knocked.
"No, De," I giggled before opening the door, Stephen aka Static Major came in. "Yo, they need us-" He stopped then looked at me and DeVanté. "Did I interrupt?" He asked.
"Yea-"
"No, you did not," I interjected, DeVanté kissed his teeth. I gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Later, baby," I whispered in his ear before walking out of the dressing room. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Throughout the shoot, I was on the phone with Eazy about the contracts and everything happening at Ruthless. "Those invoices haven't been paid," I told him, sitting by the craft tables. "They're two or three years outdated."
"There are also canceled checks, all bounced," I told him. "And the others are past due."
"I'm sorry, Eric, but Jerry took advantage of you," I said, I didn't hear anything over the other line. "Eric?" I called.
"Yea, I'm still here," He told me.
"I know it's a lot, I even checked four times and had my assistant check them with me, and they all came the same," I took a deep breath. "You had to know the truth eventually."
"Now I do," Eazy told me. "You know Dre and Cube tried to warn me about this," He says. "I've been fuckin' up for a long time."
"Eric, don't blame yourself-"
"How can I not, YaYa, I trusted this mothafucker with everythin'," He exclaimed over the phone then coughed heavily.
"Eazy, calm down," I told him in a calm voice. "Just go down there and confront him about this."
"I am, but there's something else I need to talk to you about," He says.
"Okay," I replied.
"Me and the guys are thinking about getting the group back together," He told me and I smiled at that.
"That's great, I'm glad y'all reached out and talked," I told him.
"Yea, but it would be cool if you came by," My smile dropped a bit. "Is Dre gonna be there?" I questioned.
