Ka'Liyah Garcia is the ride or die girlfriend of the infamous drug dealer Tré Johnson, always known as "Smoke". She gave up her dream of becoming a doctor for his thuggish lifestyle that he can't seem to let go of. He is sitting on top of millions o...
Seeing Smoke in this hospital bed truly broke my heart. I feel lifeless looking at him look lifeless. This was all my fault. If I wouldn't have gotten out of that car none of this would have happened. Then again if he wouldn't have been texting that thot, I would've never had to get out of that car. I guess I'm just trying to make myself feel better about the situation.
I sat down in the chair and just cried while grabbing his hand. I've been praying everyday that God wake him up. I don't think I can sit here for weeks and just look at him. "Babe, if you can hear me at all...I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm putting you through this, I'm sorry that I've been a horrible girlfriend, I'm sorry for everything. Please just wake up for me, I'm in love with you, and I can't be with another guy. Give me another chance. I'm gone do better at listening to you, just please Smoke." Never would I have thought in a million years, I would be begging a thug for anything.
As I just finished talking to Smoke, in walks a girl. I would say she's about 19 or 20. She was light skin, arched eyebrows, possibly be mixed, skinny, with big boobs and with long curly weave. She's pretty but she looks really stuck up.
When she walked in, I automatically got bad vibes. I guess I would have to be the first one to say hello since she wouldn't. "Hello who are you?" I asked. "Don't worry about me, carry on wit ya crying, I should be crying considering the fact that this my baby daddy." She said with a huge smirk on her face and a dash of attitude.
This girl just got in here and she already trying it. Let's pause and rewind the tape though...did this girl just say baby daddy. Smoke never mentioned anything about being a baby daddy.
"Ummm. Excuse me...Baby Daddy? What do you mean your baby daddy?" I asked because I'm too young to have to take care of somebody else kid on the weekends. "Well let's see he put his spoon inside of my Cheerios and released the milk in side of me. I guess that makes him the baby daddy stupid head." Brielle said confidently.
She was childish and I hoped she did the "get down" with somebody else because I can't see myself dealing with her in the future. I grabbed my phone and texted my mom. Boy did I not want to talk to her but she is s still my mom at the end of the day.
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About 10 minutes later my mom pulled up in her all black Tesla. She was walking fast and looking behind her like she was running from somebody.
"Mom slow down are you okay?" I asked concerned. "Huh what are you talking about, I'm always okay Vernoica...always. Don't you ever worry about me. I'm good...it always good in the hood." She said slowly out of breath but literally walked about 20 feet to this door.
Of all 22 years of my life, I've never seen my mom act like this. She looked like she was completely in lala land. Her eyes were red, hair a mess, just rough all the way around.Then on top of that she called me Vernoica. I don't see how you mix up Veronica and Ka'Liyah but I'll let it slide for today, no need for another argument.
