A spin-off to Ramona Park Legend. This will overlap that story. To better understand this story it is suggested that you read the original story.
cut.throat
1. a murderer or other violent criminal.
2. fierce and intense; involving the use of ruthles...
I like my girls crazy. Swing on me every once in a while, baby. Let a nigga know you care. I love that shit. -Joey Fatts [😂👊🏾]
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• What Mean the World 2 U? •
2014
Joey. Long Beach, CA.
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After leaving the studio I decided to stop by Deja's house. I parked my car in front of her house dialing her number, but it just rang and rang until it finally went to voicemail. I had just talked to her not too long ago and she said she would be at home. I decided to just get out of my car and walk across her yard to the side of the house knocking on her window. As I patiently waited I smacked my lips about to turn and leave when the window opened, but it wasn't Deja. It was Indya instead.
"Is Deja home?" I asked.
"Hello, Fatts." She said ignoring my question smiling.
"Wassup. Is she?" I asked getting annoyed.
"Naw, she had to to take our Mom to the airport at the last minute. You can come in and wait in her room if you want."
"Nahh, I don't think so. I'll wait in my car."
"It's hot as hell. Just come inside and use the door for once," she said. I stood there for a second then sighed walking around to the front going to the porch where Indya was waiting with the door open.
I walked into the house looking over Indya who walked towards the kitchen. I was trying not to stare, but she had these little ass booty shorts and a white crop top with no bra on, so you could see her nipples.
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