Chapter 7

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Who else thinks that Val did an amazing job on that last chapter? I think it was great. Anyways, listening to Ed Sheeran on replay, this chapter might be slightly aggressive, I mean Ivie IS a drug dealer, something has to happen eventually. That's enough out of me, just read! xD

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Okay it's four hours later and I have half of a sentence written, I know what I'm going to write I just haven't gotten around to doing it yet and Val keeps yelling at me. I'm eating spaghetti. Hahah. Okay, now I'm going to do this FOR REAL! I CAN COOK! I CAN COOK YOU ANYTHING YOU'D LIKE! (Only Valerie will understand.)

~Bai <3

Ivie's outfit :) - http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=89810740

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Ivie

I unlocked my phone and addressed a text to Olivia.

To: The Great Annoyance

Hey, can you meet me around 4? Central park. I want to know more about my ... twin. That's so weird to say. Just be there, okay?

I clicked send and made sure that it went through, before laying my phone down. I had honestly thought about changing her name in my phone now that I knew she was my sister but I had reconsidered. She was still annoying for being so preppy and overly happy all the dang time.

Not even two seconds later it was going off, so I knew the text wouldn't be from Olivia.

From: Ant

Why don't you come over to mine for a few?

Oh gosh, Ant - short for Anthony - was my ex-boyfriend. Whenever he wanted me to "come over for a few" he wanted to have sex and then send me home. Sure, and I'm not proud to say this, the sex was great. I was just tired of being used for my body with no commitment. I wanted to be able to settle down with someone, possibly even start a family.

To: Ant

We've been through this, I'm done being used by you. I'm not coming over. Just forget about me, move on with your life, asshole.

I sent the text and rolled my eyes, putting my phone in my back pocket before walking downstairs. I meowed at Meatball and grabbed my keys before walking outside and locking up the house. It was only 2:30 in the afternoon but I had to do a few drug runs before meeting up with Olivia.

That was another thing. I was never going to tell Olivia about my dealing. Yes, she was my sister, that was actually the point itself. I didn't want the only family I had ever had to be disappointed in me. Even if we weren't all that close yet, it would crush me.

I decided to take a taxi, I didn't feel like walking across town. I hailed one down and climbed in, telling the driver where to drop me off. I pulled my phone out as the taxi took off towards it's destination. I still had no reply from Olivia, which was weird. I shrugged, I had done the same thing to her yesterday, so it's not like I didn't deserve it.

It only took us about 15 minutes to reach the area I had grown up in, one of the worst parts of East New York City, Brownsville. I paid the driver and hopped quickly out of the taxi. I ran up to the building that was in front of me and hit the buzzer.

"What?" His grumpy voice demanded over the speaker.

"Yo, Angel, it's Mouse. Let me up." The speaker buzzed and I heard the click of the gate unlocking. I opened it and walked up the stairs. I banged my knuckles against the door three times fast before opening it.

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