March?

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"Yo! Yo ass need to get up." Tyga said, kicking the side of my bed. I groaned. It's been two weeks since I got out that fuckin hospital. All I've done is stay in the house all day and mope.

"Why? It's... 1:56."

"Cause we goin to da club. Now if I get back here an you ain't ready? Imma come in here an kick yo ass." I jumped out the bed and ran into the bathroom. Not because he can kick my ass, but cause I wanted to.

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I sigh and look around, drinking May's favorite drink; Hennesy. I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder. I groaned.

"I don't want to talk to yo bitch ass Ty." Only, when I turned around, it wasn't Ty.

"Hey, I seen you over here sitting alone. Do I know you because I have a weird feeling like I do." I gasped as my heart skipped a beat..

"May?" I breathe out. She smiled as I picked her up and spun her around.

"No. Close. My name is March.. March Jones." I grinned, ignoring the fact my cheeks were hurting like hell from smiling so hard.





I found her..







She's not dead!.....

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