• June 15, Wednesday •
"I don't wanna goooooo!" I whined as I grabbed onto Rocky.
"I don't want you to go either, but Aunty wants you now." He said "I'll be there really soon. Maybe on Friday if I don't have any castings for modeling."
"You model!?" My jaw dropped "You livin' life."
"Yes I model." We stood in the subway carrying my bags. "You sure you don't need me to walk you home?"
"Um yeah I need help."
He chuckled and we walked to the apartments. People were in the yard. Shit!
"Ooooooo!!" The crowed said as Rocky and I passed by them.
"Damn he fine!" The girls said. "Leslie got a boyfriend and he sexy!"
"Expensive clothes you got there!"
I scoffed and sped walked into the building and elevator.
"Sorry about that!" I said.
"It's cool. I'm used to it anyway. These females can't resist Rakim Mayers."
"Shut the fuck up."
"Who you cussin' at?! I'll fuck you up."
We set my stuff in my room.
"You have a dope ass room." He said as he looked around.
"Thanks. I'll walk you out."
"Nah I'm good! Go ahead and chill out. Tell Aunty Alex that Rakim said hey. Ok?"
"Got chu."
"Great. Bye, thanks for the amazing food." He kissed my cheek.
"Bye Rocky. Thank you for everything!"
"Here my number." He pulled out a slip of paper out of his pocket. "Call me if anything. I'm talkin' anything. It could be three o clock in the morning and you hungry, you call me and food will be on the way."
"Ok. You can't stay?" I took the paper and put the number in my phone.
"Nah. Vince and I are going out."
"Well alright. I don't wanna hold you up." I pouted "Bye."
He gave me a tight hug. "Bye."
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No. 99 (Joey Bada$$)
FanfictionPower and violence are opposites; where the one rules absolutely, the other is absent. Violence appears where power is in jeopardy, but left to its own course it ends in power's disappearance ...
