NewYork therapist, Dallas gets assigned a new client, drill rapper Dd Osama. After the loss of his brother his mother decideds it'll be best for the 23year old to get help, Dallas tries her best to get through and help the boy but finds herself ca...
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📍NEWYORK CITY SATURDAY 8:00pm
DD AND DALLAS arrived at the party perfectly on time due to Dallas always wanting to be on time for things, she was really hesitant on coming to a party with dd because it was very unprofessional and could get her in a lot of trouble.
"Thank you so much for coming Dallas" dd beamed walking in with the girl, Dd wore a black puffer jacket on top of his black and red shirt. He paired that with his black ripped jeans and black and red Jordan's. He had a chain Dallas saw him frequently wearing that had the numbers 14 and 17 with symbols around, she wanted to ask the meaning of the chain but decided to do it at their next session.
"No problem dd but don't make this a regular thing im here for moral support and that only" Dallas said sternly, "so you not gon get a drink wit me ma?" Dd asked smirking at her, "No and don't call me that dd this not ma first rodeo" she warned pouring at him.
"Ight ma but let's go find ddot" dd grabbed her wrist leading her across the large building, there were pictures of ddot and his album all around ok this big tv screens, the music was blaring and everyone was dressed to their finest.
Finally dd stopped infront of a sitting area with a red rope stopping people from coming in, a large bodyguard stood next to it and his viscous eyes darted to Dallas and dd.
"Name" he spoke in a deep voice, "Dd Osama" the guard looked at the board and back up at him. "Ok your good but who you is?" The body guard asked now looking at Dallas.
"I'm-she wit me ddot said it's coo bro" the body guard stared at dd before a deep voice spook, "is that ma nigga dd!?" Ddot blared, Dd smiled seeing his best friend after years. "Wassup ddot" Dd smiled going in to hug the boy.
Ddot wrapped his arms around dd looking like he was about to cry, he knew dd was alive and well but after his friend died it just seemed like dd died too and that hurt Ddot. He actually resented dd for leaving him all alone to sulk and grieve by himself but he realized he was being selfish and that dd actually lost his blood brother.
"I missed you ma heart" Ddot rasped pulling away, "I missed you too gang" dd smiled. "Who this?" Ddot asked referring to Dallas, "this my friend Dallas" Ddot waved and Dallas returned the gesture.
"Come on bro let's catch up" Ddot ushered inviting them into the sitting area, all of ddot's group gathered around the sitting area in flashy clothes and jewelry. Ddot and dd took the last seat so Dallas stood on the wall watching dd proudly.
In a way dd knew just seeing Ddot made his heart ache a little less, "so what happened to you bro?" Ddot asked the question running around everyone's head. "I've just been real..shit I don't know bro I've just been depressed and sad lately so I kinda just shut everyone out."
