Amira
"Keep ya head still London" I told my little sister who wouldn't stop moving and whining. She had the tablet Ivory got her in her hands locked in on a game
"You hurting my head and being to rough " she snapped at me
"And who are you talking too like that?" I roared at her. You know what I honestly was being too rough on her head. I was steaming mad I had been played. I had been braiding London hair aggressive as hell and my emotions were taking over
"Nobody" she mumbled
I decided to finish braiding her hair later and told her just go play. The minute her little self took the to the door to play in the front yard I was crying again
I was looking at all of me and Ivory text messages and pictures. Even videos we took. My favorite was the one where he was singing to me with his head in my chest. I even had nasty videos and felt my face flush as I closed it out.
the fact that he haven't even tried calling me pissed me off even more. Maybe this was some sick game. Maybe that girl Monica was delusional. Why would he do this to me? I felt so devastated. My mother abandonment hurt me, Jimmy hurt me, my friends hurt me and Now Ivory hurt me.
I turned on the tv and all I could see was news spreading about the rapper from our hometown Brass being found dead in his trailer with two females and his bouncer. Damn. He was suppose to make it.
It was sad as hell because he had opened up for Meek Mills and just got signed on with one of the hottest labels in the game
"Mia! Mia! Jimmy brought us ice cream! He's coming in now!" Paris came inside shouting. She rushed back outside and I blew a big air out. I had already braided her hair in the lemonade style and she just knew she was cute but Jimmy what did he want?
"Hey Amira. I know we was on bad terms but I wanted to stop by and just make amends" he frowned at my tears and came rushing over to me.
i backed up away from his ass. His jewelry was blinding as fuck
"See all this money I got now" he pulled out knots and knots of money. Money clips from his back pocket. I tried slyly wiping my tears not wanting to give him no satisfaction in seeing me hurting.
"I can really take care of you and the girls now. I know I did you fucked up. Making you my secret girlfriend and shit. But you gained some weight. You always been beautiful but you even looking badder now. I got some shit in the works. Ima be the head nigga in the city. You probably green but your boy Ivory in a full out war right now his cousin Saint dragged him in"
i didn't care about nothing Jimmy was saying but Ivory being in a street war was news to me. I knew his big cousin Saint was trouble. Ivory already was something else by himself so being paired up with some crazy ass man just was the worst thing ever.
"A street war about what?" I asked. Yeah I was on ten with Ivory but I was still concerned.
"Man I'm hearing Saint got beef with damn near the whole city. I'm hearing he killed someone on his own team. The nigga is mentally insane yo. Ivory mans Melvo just got wacked too. Shit wild out here. You and the girls need to get the fuck out of dodge with me before you be caught up in the crossfire. I can already see shit going get worse" Jimmy stared into my eyes
I was absolutely clueless. When Ivory was with me he left that street shit at the doorstep. Only once did I have a close up and as he promised never again. I haven't even seen him cold blooded murder someone again or even with drugs beside a blunt
