Sasha's POV
I had woke to a knock on the door at first I was scared asf because I didn't know where I was but then it all came back. "Who is it?" I said looking through the peep hole. "House keeping " I opened the door and saw a little latino woman. "Here you go sweetie new towels and rags enjoy your stay " she said handing me my things and leaving . I sat the stuff in the bathroom and checked my phone when I it turnt back on I had 30 missed calls from Dy and 4 from Nay and about 20 "baby I'm sorry" messages from Dy. I know if I call her back right now I'll fall for her and go back home but I don't want her to think it's okay ,so I called Nay to let her know I was okay. After me and her talked I got dress and walked to the Mc Donalds across the street. I order my food and say at a table and was on my phone waiting for my number to be called. I heard the door open but I didn't look up maybe I should've because next thing you know Dymone was sitting right across from me. I was so dam mad like how tf she know I was going to be here I know Nay wouldn't have told her so wtf. "So you on your phone but couldn't answer my calls or text?" I didn't look at her or say anything I just kept playing candy crush that must have pissed her off because she snatched my phone and put it in her pocket and sat up and turnt her hat backwards."You hear me talking to you girl?" She said sounding irritated. "Dymone go talk to the bitch you was fucking and give me my dam phone." I said getting worked up all over again. " Naw bruh cs u ain't listening to me so ima hold it." I was about to say something when my # was called I got up and got my stuff and went back to the table. "Dymone give me my shit so I can go." I said holding my hands out. "We can go but you not getting your phone back to you listen. " She said standing up walking to the door I followed behind her because I knew that's the only way I was getting my phone. She went to the passenger side and open the door for me to get in and then went to the driver side she got in and lock the doors and had a nerve to put them mother fucker on child proof. "Really?"I said rolling my eyes looking out the window. "Shut up and look at me don't say shit just listen ite?" She said turning my head around ."What Dymone? "I said looking at her growing impatient.
TO BE CONTINUED. .......
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No Face No Trace
RomanceMy mother and father made me but the streets raised me. 18 year old Dymone (dia-mond) is coming to the end of her senior year at Lincoln high and is face with the decision of running the streets or bettering herself ,but the making up her mind won't...