𝟎𝟏𝟕: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐞𝐬

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DALLAS KENNEDY
LALA| 25

DALLAS KENNEDY◈ LALA| 25

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📍NEWYORK CITYWEDNESDAY , 8:00pm

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📍NEWYORK CITY
WEDNESDAY , 8:00pm

DALLAS HIT HER HAND against the door of DD's apartment holding a basket of gifts in her other hand, she decided to apologize to Dd but also gave him time to process the situation.

She hoped he was there or wouldn't check who was at the door and ignore her until she went away, Dallas waited for the door to open up slowly loosing hope.

Right when she was about to turn around Dd opened the door glaring down at her with red eyes, her face softened seeing he was obviously high and shutting out his feelings.

"Hi Dd" she smiled holding up the basket, Dd furrowed his eyebrows taking the basket and examining it. "You really think some cheap ass basket gon fix shit?" He spoke boredly.

"Noo? But I just wanted to talk and this was a starter" she explained genuinely, Dd glared down at her before rolling his eyes and sliding over. Dallas stood there not thinking he was actually inviting her in, "you gon come in or stand there and look dumb?" He quizzed.

Dallas did a tight lipped smile ans entered the apartment, Dd closed the door behind himself following Dallas to the couch.

"What you want?" He plopped down on the couch relighting the blunt he let out, Dallas let her eyes examine the blunt finding it perfect. "I'm sorry Dd" she spoke still eyeing the blunt.

"Fuck you want some why you just looking at it?" He mugged stopping his actions, "I-I just didn't know you started back smoking" she stuttered. "Mcht yo ass don't care" he rolled his eyes scoffing.

"But dd I do!" She defended jump farther into the couch, "nah Dal you don't, why would you fuck wit that nigga while you was wit me? Why would you play me and make me look like a dumbass?"

Dallas lowered her head in shame not having a reply, she honestly didn't know why she would do something like that. "It wasn't suppose to go down like that" the girl muttered, "yea I bet ya dumbass ain't want nobody to find out" he said.

Dallas's lips parted in shock, "n-no I was-you was suppose to be sneakier or some shit? Yo get the fuck out Dallas and take yo dumbass gift" Dd got up from the couch hiking his pants up and walking away from her.

"Dd wait!" She yelled starting to chase after him, "wait Dd hold on, I didn't mean it like that please let me explain" she spoke grabbing his wrist and halting his actions.

"I wanna hear shit!" He spat, "Dallas do you not understand what the fuck you did! You played with me and made me look dumb, and why? Cause your a fucking bitch who suck the life outta people, get the fuck out!" He exclaimed hitting his hand against the wall.

Dallas's body jumped due to the loud bang made from David, "Dd I'm—" stopping herself she opted out on speaking and just turned on her heels leaving the hallway.

A single tear dripped from eyes followed by others, she softly whimpered picking up her things and hearing the door to DD's room slam shut. She ruined a beautiful relationship with someone who depended and trusted her.

Dallas pulled her phone out going to her brother's contact wanting advise on her current situation, the phone rang as she let her legs guide her to the elevator. Noalan answered on the third ring showing his face supporting a ski mask.

He pulled the mask over his head, showcasing the similar face Dallas supported. "Wassup Lala" he smiled seeming like he was walking, "I went to talk to Dd today" she told entering her car.

"Mhm how that go?" He questioned, "he lashed out at me" she said in a saddened expression. "He an't hit you right?" Nolan asked furrowing his eyebrows, "no no I promise" she reassured.

"Ight cool cause if that nigga hit you ian promising nothing" he spoke truthfully, "I just don't know how imma make it up to him" Dallas sighed stopping at the red light. "Just give him time Dal you still his therapist right?" Nolan asked.

"Nope he reassigned himself"

"Damn." Nolan spoke, "Ight we'll still give it time and I promise he'll come around just chill and focus on you" he advised, "or try to smooth shit over with Duke he still yo baby daddy so he in yo life regardless."

Dallas nodded liking the idea, "thanks Nolan where you at?" She asked, "I just came from my friends house I'm at the crib now" He answered. "Alright well imma call you back, night, love you" she cheesed hovering her finger over the end button.

"Night lala love you too" Dallas hung up the phone keeping it in her lap until she arrived to Duke's apartment complex.

She traveled up to his door placing her hand on the door and knocking four times, Duke appeared opening the door but he recognized the face he slammed it closed.

Dallas mugged the shut door knocking again, "Duke open up!" She yelled banging on the door now. "Fuck you want!" He yelled slamming the door open, "I wanna talk please" she mugged placing her hand on her hip.

"Mcht Dallas-please" she begged, Duke glared down at her before sliding in letting her walk through the door. He followed behind her as they went to the kitchen where a plate of noodles laid.

"I'm sorry for how things went, and I don't expect you to automatically forgive me but can we atleast be cordial for Mani's sake?" Dallas spoke crossing her arms over eachother. "I was gon do that regardless" he shrugged.

"Is that all?" He asked since she was quiet, "we good?" Duke just rolled his eyes shaking his head, "yea Dallas we good now get out" he spoke already walking to the door.

Dallas followed after going through the frame and turning around, "oh and—" the door slammed in her face again leaving the girl slumping in her stance.

Dallas followed after going through the frame and turning around, "oh and—" the door slammed in her face again leaving the girl slumping in her stance

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