Chapter 23

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"Brandon where are you!?"I said screaming. "Baby why you screaming what's wrong?" he said. "Brandon I asked you a question where are you!? And don't lie to me and tell me your in the store buying food that was
30 mins ago where the hell are you Brandon"I screamed again. "Babe I stop to talk to my co workers drug dealers to make sure things are in check, now baby why you screaming what's the problem? "My father's dead Brandon he's gone" I began crying.  "Babe I'm sorry but why are you screaming at me?" he said sounding confuse. "cause you've been gone to long" I said. "wait a minute you think I kill your father!?" he said getting loud. "I didn't say that Brandon I ask you where you was" I said responded. "Nah Brit you know what you were doing when you very first got on this phone how you gonna accuse me of some shit like that!? he said began shouting at me. "Brandon but.." Before I could finish what I had to say he cut me off. "No Brit that's some fuck up stuff your a fucking a
joke!" he said still screaming. "I'm a joke I'M A JOKE!! say no more Brandon I won't be here when you come back your the fucking joke I gave you my fucking time I hate you Brandon" I screamed. I hung up the phone immediately and got out the bed and started to call a cab and pack all my shit I'm done with this guy "I new I should of never gave him my time" I thought to myself. "Hello?" the cab man said. "Yes can you come to 143 Beverly Hill St.?" I asked. "yes I'll be there In 5mins" he said. I hung up and pack all my belongings making sure I have all my things and not leaving anything behind I can't believe he called me a joke I mean yea I made It obvious that I was accusing him of killing my father but he didn't have to call me a joke it was a damn question I mean he's a damn drug dealer that will kill someone if they play around with the money so I wouldn't be surprised if he would kill my father behind my back. I heard the horn of the cab grab all of my things and headed down the steps not caring that I was leaving a man that I thought I loved and he loved my as well I got into the cab and slammed the door I was done with it all at this moment.
"Take me to Roosevelt field hotel" I said.

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