sorry

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prodigy pov

we were in the studio recording our new song. i didnt feel like singing i was still sad about trudi.

"come on prodigy focous (sp)"vince told me bhut i couldnt focous all i could do is think about trudi

"you know what thats all for the dayyou boys can go"vince told us

i left the studio and got in my car i was driving when i saw a girl who looked like trudi wait that is trudi that cant be her she lives in alanta ugg why am i seeing her

i pull over and get out the car "trudi"I yelled as i walked over to the girl "she turned around it was trudi she looked shocked I pulled her into a hug

"trudi"i said while huggng her tight "LET ME GO"she yelled

but i didnt i just held her and had no intention to let her goo

"im so sorry trudi i wont be able to think staight with out knowing that you forgive me"i said still holding her

"let me go please"she begged

"im sorry"i said again

"yeah"

i let her go and she looked at me with out speaking

"so why are you in l.a"i asked

"my mom moved us down here with her husband"she answered

"oh wow"

"yeah"

she looked so sae i wonder why

"whats wrong"i asked

"im just not in a good mood"she told me

"wanna grabe a bite to eat"

"um"

"come on trudi"

"fine"

we got in my car and we went to this diner we got there and sate down at a table for two a tall black lady walked over to us chewing gum

"how may i help yall"she said in a ghetto country voice

"ill have a btl burger and fries"i said "what do you want ma"i asked trudi

"just a chicken salad" she said

the lady popped her gum and wrote down our order

"and for yo drink"she said

"dr pepper"i said

"ice tea please"trudi said looking off in a daze

the lady walked away and trudi put her head on the table

"wgats wrong"i asked her but she didnt answer she jus sobed in her arms. i came and sate by herand put my arms around her she sate up a little bit her light green eyes were full of tears.

"i miss my dad"she crid a little harder

"where is he" i asked

she put her head down again and muttered "dead" i didnt want to ask what happened but she looked at me and whiped her tears

"when i was 12 my dad was killed in the war i remember him so clearly he was funny and crazy he was so in love with my mom"she said "he came home to visit and had to go back the next wee. he promised me he would come home soon and i had nothing to worry about"she countinued

a tear fell form out her eye

"i was on the front porch making a welcome home card for him he was supost to be coming home in two weeks i was so excited. it was a beautiful day a black car pulled up i'll always remember that car it pulled up and two men in black uniforms walked up a smile grew across my face i thought they were bringing my dad home early but instead"

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⏰ Last updated: May 10, 2013 ⏰

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