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Ashanti Amani Williams — Bronx, New York.
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ASHANTI STRUTTED DOWN THE HALLS of the court, the bottom of her Sarah Siah sandals hit the floor with every step she took, she wore her white Lululemon matching set, her skirt swinging also when she walked.
Nelly and Ashanti was here because of their brother, TYRONE, he was falsely accused of stabbing someone eight-teen times, in the abdomen.
They even said they had footage of him, looked nothing like him.
"Alright put your items in this bucket" the guard slid a gray bucket towards her, Ashanti dropped her Kurt Geiger purse into the bucket, along with any other thing she had.
Nelly put her items into a separate bucket, "Walk through this metal detector" the guard nodded his head towards the tall metal detector, she sighed lowly.
She walked through the metal detector, not hearing the buzzer go off, she grabbed her items before waiting for Nelly.
Nelly looked like she was already tired of this shit, shit, Ashanti was too, Nelly started walking, Ashanti walked along with her, stepping onto the escalator, the two looked at each other before holding in their laugh.
The two stepped off the escalator, now on the top floor, they looked up at the screens, reading the names, and the rooms.
They spotted their brothers full name, Ashanti slightly cringing, they made their way to hallway "B."
"Hol' up, I think this the room" Ashanti stopped in her tracks, as they were in the "B" hallway, she grabbed the door handle to the large brown door, walking in before holding it open for Nelly, they took a seat in the second row, Ashanti crossed her legs, fixing her hair also.
"All rise, for the judge Kandy Milton" The bailiff instructed, everyone stood up in the court room, Ashanti was very confused at that first name.
The judge walked out, she took a seat into her chair, "Everyone take a seat" Kandy instructed, they all sat down, Ashanti crossed her legs once again.
AFTER COURT.
"SHE KEEP BLOWIN' MY PHONE!" Tyrone slid his hands down his face, as his girlfriend, AYANA kept calling back to back.
"Then tell her stop calling, simple" Ashanti twisted the cap of her Snapple off before taking a sip, holding the cap in one hand and the bottle in the other.
Nelly layed on the couch fanning herself with her hand — it was hot as hell too her, "I'm so bored!" Ashanti flopped down onto her other long couch, Tyrone stood in the kitchen rolling up a blunt.
"I wanna be pregnant again" Nelly rubbed her belly, making Ashanti look at her with confusion, "Nah, you just wanna fuck on Camrin, shut the hell up!" Ashanti placed her hand on her forehead.
"And you damn sure righttt!"
Ashanti looked at the now dancing Nelly, "Bitch get the fuck on somewhere!" Ashanti hit her with the pillow that laid on her side, Ashanti laid back into the couch, letting the soft material pull her in.
Ashanti was so relaxed until she heard her phone dinging, making her groan in exhaustion, the heat was really getting to her.
She grabbed her phone, looking at all the messages, it was notifications from Instagram and Twitter, her address was leaked.
