"Wait, What?"

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*Shout out to my girl Ayana who wrote part of this niggering chapter *

Previously: Ray bumps into Keisha and tried to cover for you guys but he’s a bad liar and she can tell but luckily she lets you off and tells him to tell you to be back before ten, LJ decides to stay with Khalil and in the process choses sides between her best friend and her brother…

*AIMEE’S POV*

I had been out for about 3 hours because Princeton wanted to go arcade and he’s friends had changed his mind, he was really a child when it came to things like this and it was so damn annoying waiting for a 20  years old to grow up and accept the fact that he had lost a game!

You: nigga you’ve lost! You been playing the same damn game for the past 3 hours, you’re not 7 grow up and take me back

Princeton: I will when you stopping being ratchet

You: now that’s just rude

Princeton: *sarcastically* aww sorry yeah babe

You: you’re so damn annoying

Princeton: I’m almost done

You: I have a proposition for you… you finish this game then will play the “dart the balloon game” whoever gets least points buys the chicken from Miami fried chicken and if we draw we just go home and order something with everyone else.

Princeton: yeah sure whatever…

Later on, after Aimee losing to Princeton you go to a weave shop and decide to buy more weave although your mind is elsewhere….

I was being considerably calm since I knew the boy who abused me could of been coming for me, but Princeton and (YN) brought out the real me and the real me was missed  so much that my brain allowed the endorsement of the  idea that I could soon re-live the abusive life I once lived before. Originally I wanted to leave the bus; I wanted to run away with (YN) and escape Khalil once again but somehow I was holding on to the fact that he might not even be out – plus (YN) was acting all brave and confident it was as if I was blowing things out of proportion.

Princeton: *Annoyed, half- heartedly* Aimee what about this one?

He looked annoyed, it seemed as though every time I did something ratchet he would get mad at me. I had figured out from my time alone with him that he liked the real Aimee and not Khalil’s creation, but Khalil had already morphed me… I couldn’t help it at times, but the more I was with him the more the real me came out.

U: you know what Princeton?

Princeton: *not caring* que?

U: I don’t want weave no more

P: *sarcastic* really?! Which hair dye do you want?

U: no, take me to the beach

P: what? Why…?

U: I wanna swim

P: wtf… alright, but where?

U: were in Miami, I’m sure you can find a beach near us

P: but we haven’t got our swimming wear

U: just trust me?

We were in the cab for about two minutes then we arrived, I was so annoyed, we simply acted for directions to the nearest beach and the old Turkish guy, with his left over food chilling on his chin, insisted that we should get in the cab. Princeton held it down though; he didn’t argue or even look annoyed he just gave the guy the money and lead the way to the beach.

U: beaches are so beautiful at night

P:… so are you

U: *blushing, but ratchet* oh so I’m only beautiful during the night?

P: *annoying* no… just forget it.

*DIGGY’S POV*

I needed time to cool; I was so hurt and angry with myself… Spin and Holy…how did I let this happen? I knew I had cheated with other girls but they were “one-night-stands”… with fans, drunken fans.

??: yo, dawgg?

But spin knew how I felt about it all, he even knew about me cheating… “She’s better off with me” Spin’s words spun around my head, consuming me and frustrating me. He even gave me glues and my stupid ass still couldn’t figure it out

??:Digg? Yo, man, are you ok?

When did this all happen, how long?! She said she even called out my name… that’s disgusting; is she trying to say Spin’s dick is as good as mine? Ergh! …but she was drunk

??: DIGGY!

U: huh, what?

??: listen I know you going through a rough patch but you gotta hold it together-

U: Roger, Holy is pregnant with Spin’s child! SPIN’S!!

Roger: but you cheated on her-

U: because I thought I wasn’t going to be a good enough dad to a child I thought was mine!

Roger: *mumbling* this is all fucked up

U: I’ve lost everything…

Damn spin! He was meant to be my boy! My brother, my nigga… why would he do this to me, he has Eliza! Why would he take my girl when he has his own? She’s my holy, I love her…

R: *mumbling*shit I knew something was up when he started chilling with that criminal

U: wait, what?

R: yeah, he started visiting this nigga in jail and shit, then the guy came out, and that’s when he started getting closer with Holy then all of a sudden he “had to go LA”. I tried talking to him but the nigg-

U: Roger, what was the criminal’s name?

R: what? Man I don’t know, it was weird though because it seemed as though Spin was actually mad at the same nigga he was seeing all the damn time.  I mean shit-

U: ROGER! What was the niggas name?

R: something like Klein, no, it was Kalaidus… or was it Cleo?

U: was it… was it Khalil?

R: Yeah, that’s the name…

Everything else he said blurred out with my anger… Holy is in danger!

*AIMEE’S POV*

We had swum for hours and I felt so free, alive, but Princeton looked so uncomfortable and his vibe was rubbing off on me.

U: alright Prince, what’s wrong?

Princeton: I… nothing…

U: *in his voice* don’t lie to me

P: well… I have a confession…

U: *giggling* what, you’re not a virgin?

P: *serious* yesterday, when you told me everything, I was reluctant to tell you what I knew…

U: what do you know?

P: I know why LJ left, I know she was guilty over something and I know she’s mad at you for being everything he wanted you to be…

I felt a cold rush run through my body, it was a warning… something bad was going to happen…

U: what are you talking about Perez?

P: *he gave a nervous chuckle and he took the form of guilt itself* Khalil is out….

U: what… what did you just say?

P: when LJ left, she wasn’t mad because we had little time to be with each other, she left because she wants to see her brother…

That’s when everything stopped working, I stopped swimming, I stopped smelling, I stopped functioning… I just stopped…. 

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