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HOODLIFE CRISIS. | ANJELIA'S POV DATE | TIME :SUNDAY, OCTOBER 16th 2022 | 9:28 PM. LOCATION : ANJELIA'S CRIB, SUGAR HILL.
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IT FEELS LIKE the calm before the storm. i sat at my vanity, staring at my bare face through the mirror. somewhere along the way my eyes catch the polaroid picture that was propped against the cup of my makeup brushes. a picture of dd and i that my mom had took a couple weeks ago, i was sitting next to him with both my legs draped over his, his right arm holding me close to his body. the expression on my face is one i wish to go back to, a big cheesy smile plastered on my lips, and the metal of my braces shining bright against the flash of the camera.
i looked so happy.
now, i sit staring at my reflection wondering where in my heart does all my anger go.
i snap out of my daydream to david walking into my room, and when we make eye contact through the mirror i realize that i don't ever want to look away.
calm before the storm, i remind myself.
"you're my peace." as the door clicks closed behind him, the words fall from my lips before i can even stop them. his head tilts to the side, his curls bouncing gently. "iss corny, but in three months you managed to pick up all my pieces and put me back together." he only smiles at me, coming up behind me slowly.
