Bully Me No More

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*RAIN*

I really wasn't looking forward to going home while Tryell was with my mom, but I had no choice. Despite Prodigy's offer I wasn't about to go to his house and I didn't want to go to Roc's either.

After crying for a few minutes I called my dad and arranged to spend the rest of summer with him in New York. I knew being away from Roc until school started again was ganna be painful and hard, but I felt like we both needed this. I missed my dad, and all my New York friends, Roc needed to patch things up with his boys and I just... got tired of feeling like I was always in the way.

Despite all the pain they have caused me in the past I wanted Roc to keep them in his life because I knew how close they were. I felt like a home wrecker, except instead of ruining a household I was ruining a friendship that the four of them used to have. I needed breathing space and I needed to get as far from Roc as I could...New York was far enough.

I went to bed early and woke up at 4am to start packing with the help of my mom who agreed to let me go. After I had my bags packed and ready to be put in the car I wrote a note for Roc and took a long hot shower and when my mom drove me to the airport my hair was still wet.

"Call me as soon as you land ok?" My mom asked.

"I will ma."

"What did Roc say when you told him you were leaving?"

I looked down on the ground and my mom sighed.

"You didn't tell him. He's ganna come looking for you soon."

"I know." I sighed. "I left an envelope on the bed with a note for him. Make sure he gets it ok?"

"Alright. Be careful up there baby, tell everyone I said hi, I'm sure Brittany's ganna love seeing you!"

I smiled at the thought of my old bestfriend, I remembered the day I moved down to Florida and we promised to see each other again...I never thought it would happen. When my flight was called for we hugged goodbye again and then I was sitting in a stiff seat near a window...already missing Roc.

My dad was there when I got off the plane and I instantly filled with joy.

"Hi Princess!" My dad greeted me.

"Hey dad."