That last kiss, that last hug, that last I love you, wouldn't believe them words would be the last you hear em. Aaliyah Nazari learns this when Damon Khalid the love of her life was taken away from her in a blink of an eye, forcing her to learn how...
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As I was power walking down the long ass tunnel of this apartment building, mind you we stayed on the 5th floor, so I reached the elevator, and all a while my phone continues to go off playing the first verse of Beyonce's "Naughty Girl".
I answered finally, while repeatedly pressing the down button, "Yeah I'm coming Dada, damn calm down!" I told her, and finally after tapping my foot several times, cursing under my breath for this damn elevator to finally open it did.
I heard her smack her lips, which indicated oh yeah I was gone hear her mouth..."come on dude, you know traffic here in NYC gone be a muthafucker this time of the day and we can't be late."
I finally reached the lobby, "I'm on my way out the door now, this elevator lanky as hell. Anyway, where are we going?" I had to ask, cause it must been very important for her to be this snappy!! I power walked out, "hello?" I know this heffa didn't just hang up on me.
Ooh she lucky we've been best friends since we were 10 because I was in a big mood to fight her. I finally reached her car, and opened it slamming the door, sighing as I sat back in the passenger seat..."Girl, don't be hanging up on me like you wanna do somethin'"
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I started brushing my bangs from my head, as I smacked my gum. She just squinted her eyes, while looking at me and then rolled them back, as she started her engine.
"Girl bye, shut up and sit back, and roll this blunt for me!" she told me taking the bag from out of the console and putting it on my lap, I took the magazine from underneath the seat and sat it on my lap.
She looked in both her blind spot, and from behind her to pull out in traffic and there we were, off. "Anyway, what you do to this nigga Damon man? I see that man pulling all the stops on you these days."
She asked, as she drove, and I licked the wrap to cover the blunt as a whole, as I looked down and at her. I shook my head, and shrugged, I really don't know what my baby got up his sleeve, hell yeah I'm anxious to find out. But I'm still trying to figure out where he getting all this money from, like he Master P..
"Hell should I know Dada, you know how Dame is with surprises. What I'm trying to figure out, is where the heck is he getting all this money from all of a sudden?"
