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What inspired this book?
Lately, I've been obsessed with the 90s & 2000s, particularly Y2K and I don't see...
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*RING RING RING RING*
I toss and turn over in bed to slap my alarm clock off. I flop back down and stare at the ceiling. Today already doesn't feel any better than yesterday.
H (Chingy) and I had an intense argument last weekend. I mean...this is nothing new. We fight and argue 24/7. But there was something about this particular time that changed everything. Usually, I would hear from him by now, but it's been four days.
I know he's not good for me and I'll be the first to admit it. He's nothing but trouble and chaos. He's in and out of my life constantly and always fuckin' with my emotions, yet he's managed to sweep me off my feet. I hate that I feel incapable of loving anyone else.
We both know I deserve so much more.
I took a deep breath and forced myself out of bed, forget him, it's time to get ready to go to the gym.
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I pull into my driveway and park the car. Despite that lingering sorrow in my heart, I had the best workout today. A good Zumba class will always numb the pain.
I get out of the car, grab my gym bag, and enter the house.
As soon as I got inside, the smell of Dior cologne hit me in the face. It filled the foyer.
Serena: Don't tell me..
I whispered under my breath.
I dropped my bags at the door and started slowly towards the living room.
When I arrived in the living room, to my surprise, H was sitting there laughing, watching the Katt Williams comedy special.
Before I uttered a word, I looked across the room into the kitchen and saw Gucci, Chanel, and Balenciaga bags waiting on the kitchen island.
The comedy special goes on a commercial break and he finally notices me standing behind him.
He looks at me and smirks.
Serena: How'd you get in here?
With that stupid smirk stained on his face, he replies,
Chingy: Baby, I told you to always lock your doors.
Annoyed, I answered,
Serena: I did lock my doors before I left, what are you talking about?
Chingy: Then explain to me why I was able to enter through the kitchen patio.
I paused. The patio doors were wide open, letting the fresh summer air fill the kitchen.
He laughs,
Chingy: What if I was a murderer? You gotta be more careful baby.
