Lawrence had no type of interest in Lindsey anymore. I mean she had to be an "ex" for a reason. But Lindsey had other plans in mind. She was in love with Lawrence. But Lawrence wasn't feeling the same. She wanted a family, He wanted sucess. They had two different mindsets. And Lawrence wasnt giving up his dream for any women. So he thought.
I awoke the next day around 1 p.m. My head was pounding,I took a few pills and took a shower.
After my shower i got dressed in a black suit with a red button up undershirt. I combed threw my short, thick, black hair. I was just about to walk out door when my phone rung.
I sighed.
"Hello.." i said a bit iritated.
"Afternoon!" A Women squealed on the other line.
"I'm sory who is this.?" I inquired.
The lady sighed.
"It's me.. Lindsey"
My eyes widen.
"Well Hello Lindsey can I help you?"
"I Thought you might wanna catch up later.?''
"Uh...Yeah sure." I said walking out the door.
"Great! Dinner at 7. Bye!" She hung up
I shoved my phone in my pocket and went into the elevator. I honestly wasn't lookin for Tony. I had better things too worry about.
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After hours of sitting in the black leather chair. Cookie was finally finished, Her Dreads where officially gone.
The women spun her chair around too the mirror & cookies hair was in a bunch of litle curls.
She hated it.
"I hate this.." I murmured
"Oh Come on cook. It's not even that bad. I actually like it.." Max said
I pulled at a curl and let go watching it curl back up.
"I Guess...Let's Just go.." I sighed
I paid the women and we walked out.
"Cookie, i realy think its cute... Dont be sucha grouch about it.." She said as we climbed into the back of the car.
I sighed.
We drove back too the hotel and we went into her suite.
She plopped on the couch beside sleeping Dalton.
I Took a seat at her bar and poured me some of the Coca-cola that was sitting in the mini fridge.
I took a gulp
"Can you flatiron this...mess?" i asked
She humped her shoulders
"Sure come on.."
She took me into her bathrom and plugged up her flatiron.
1 hour and two burnt ears later...
"Hows it look?" she asked
"Aside from my burnt ears! its fine thank you" i said
"Hey! i tried my best i dont just flatiron everyones hair!" he shot
I rolled my eyes and walked out too see Dalton sitting on the balcony smoking.
"Your husband is up." i said causally sitting in the living room.
Max Went out on the balcony and talked to Dalton. They both soon came in.
"Hey..Cook.." He stopped and looked at me
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Hollywood Roosevelt
Ficção Adolescente"Don't Fuck With A Santiago" It Was The Family Motto. A Signature To Our Name. But I Guess He Didn't Catch The Message.
