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AMARI L. WADE ⑲ 📍ᴄʜɪᴄᴀɢᴏ, ɪʟʟɪɴᴏɪꜱ
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"This a fast car fuck I'm drinking slow fa?" Asia said yelling the lyrics out-loud as we pulled up at Perry's. It was like the ghetto version of a Race track. If you were looking for someone then you might find them here. It was always packed and busy with niggas and girls.
"Bitch this is a Nissan" I mumbled. This was my favorite cousin but at times like this I was annoyed. She was definitely the more outgoing one out of the two of us. Which I liked it because she brought me out my shell a lot.
"My hellcat Nissan at that, can you come with me to talk to my new plug, you know my other one got shot. And I was $2 short one time Idk if he still mad about it" she asked me.
"Don't get us shot or jumped, ion do all that wrestling" I said.
I looked towards the entrance of the gas station and saw at least 10 niggas standing outside their cars. It was the summer time so it was to be expected. But something about big crowds made me anxious. Then to add all the hardcore staring of Chicago Niggas tryna intimidate you. I hated walking past them because Ian have no ass, so I'd always hear a sigh or lip smack. But the face card was lethal and I had a good personality. Everything a Chicago nigga don't care about, they'll fuck anything breathing damn near.
My hair was freshly done thanks to Asia, a even bigger part of why she's my favorite cousin. She does my hair, buys me food, and buys me stuff. She damn near a trick disguised as my cousin.
Anyways back to the point my hair was done, I had a leave out and my bundles were straight and touching my ass. I had on a black baby t shirt and some Jean booty shorts. As for shoes I had on my black and red Jordan 4's.
As we walked over there I applied another coat of lipgloss. I was walking right behind asia because I don't know these people.
"Where Monte at?" She asked the first boy she saw and he stared her down before pointing to black car. We walked over there and saw a brown-skin dude tall and lanky leaning on the car talking to someone else.
"Y'all this my baby mama" Monte said wrapping his arms around my cousin who was blushing. But then stopped once she realized the last two words that were said.
"You say that to every bitch you be around, I'm surprised you don't got none on the way" she said.
They broke off into their own conversation and I stood a few feet away on my phone. I felt eyes on me and I tired to ignore them but I couldn't help but to look this time. When I looked up I saw eyes I hadn't seen in quite some time. There he was in the flesh, and still fine as ever thats where I'll give credit. But as for being a good friend or good person nope. I'm still hurt by him, he's the reason I don't like to get close to people or trust anyone. I literally have separation anxiety from that point in my life.
