"Police have found another dead body here at the 7 Eleven gas station on Vine Street. It seems to be a young lady who is around her early twenties shot dead at the end of this alley. Police said this could be the body of 22 year old Nastasia Underwood who has been missing for approximately four weeks. Also on Channel 7 news today a car has been burned up in a grassland far east of Beverly Hills, a plane has crashed in the pacific ocean and a train has collapsed at the metro station in New York City"
I watched the news with Dove early in the morning.
"That girl must have been a prostitute or a stripper. Only those type of bitches get shot up for dumb shit like not giving head or fucking in a dirty bathroom stall, I don't understand why they would stoop so low" Dove was cooking me breakfast
"Why she got to be a hoe for? She couldn't have been a regular girl walking down the street and happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time?" I took a sip from my orange juice
"It is what it is. What plans you got for today?" she turned to me and brought me a batch of pancakes
"Ugh lets see" I rubbed my little beard "Well me and the boys have an interview at three and another at six, oh yeah and after that we have a short photoshoot for our new album " 360" thats all"
"Then that means I have time to have my little get together with the girls and your bestie. Ugh" she said in disgust
"When you get to know her you'll like her. She's a real dope chick and she got her shit together"
"YEAH RIGHT! Me and that bitch ain't never finna be friends"I stood up from the stool
"Then why you fucking meeting her for?"
"I just wanna see what bitch about and why the fuck you defending her like she your bitch? Don't make me slap you in your shit"
I walked up to her "Do it" she pushed me aside and walked away I watched her as she walked into the living room as I shook my head. Why are girls so hard to deal with?
"Babe you mad?" she looked at me evily
"Naw just call your girl up and tell her meet me at the food hall in the mall"
I nodded and walked upstairs with my phone "Midnight?" I said as I shut the bathroom door slowly
"Yeah, who's this?" she sniffled.
"Man, do you even have my number saved?" I turned on the faucet letting the water run so it could muffle the words if Dove tried to eavesdrop
"Not anymore You haven't called me for a month so why would it still be here?" she sniffled again
"You crying? You okay?" I sat on top of the toilet seat cover
"Nope, I just have a little cold, cough. Doesn't really effect me"
"Well. I miss you. Do you miss me?" I smiled waiting for an answer
"I don't know how I feel right now. I'm dealing with a lot of bullshit and drama in my fucking life and I don't know how to feel." she sneezed
"Bless you"
"Thank you"
The line was silent for a minute, until I heard faint weeping and sniffles.
"Hey I'll call you back"
"I don't even care" she hung up. I rested my head back onto the toilet cover
wishing this conversation had went the way I wanted it to.
I took a shower, put on some Axe, combed my hair and put on a Black and Blue Jordan outfit.
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Roman d'amour©Copyright 2013 **(WARNING!!) Story contains sexual and explicit content and some Private Chapters(Follow). Read if Mature** Qua' sean met Midnight at his 21st birthday party and got a little naughty and hope he never saw her again, but life itself...
