He unties my wrist. Not looking at him, I try to explain myself yet again. "Please mister, just let me go home. I-"
"Just stay here, and DON'T LEAVE THIS ROOM!" He slams the door behind him, and locks it.
I look around the room, it was beautiful. I...
It's been two weeks, and Sabrina and I haven't talk to one another. If I ask a question, she'll answer with either yes or no, or a short response. Other than that, we don't talk about what happened two weeks ago or anything else. Sabrina tries not to show Dakota and or Charlotte that we are arguing or that she is mad at me.
I woke this morning, took a shower, and got dress for today. Today I'm throwing a party at home to bring out my new business. After a few months of paperwork and construction, I'm finally done with Renzo Towers.
I tap Sabrina on the shoulder, waking her up, "I don't have school today," She tuck her head under a pillow, "and your tie is on wrong." I raise my eyebrow, "Okay one, how did you know that? And two, you need to get up to get ready for the party."
She drags herself out of bed and began to stretch her body. "Ugh. Fine I'm up. I don't even want to attend this party anyway," She rolls her eyes. "I'm sorry Love. But I need you to attend the party tonight," I redid my tie
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She walks to the bathroom and whispers, "Yeah, you're sorry about a lot of things." She shut the door behind herself
Maybe I should've told her that Dre was still alive. I wouldn't be in this predicament if I did. I grab my briefcase, phone, and car keys. I open the door, "I'm sorry Love." I walk out and shut the door.
Sabrina
After I woke up and took a shower, Alexis, Adam, and I went shopping for today at Fifth Avenue. I had to find a dress for Gabe's party tonight. I don't even want to go to this party, I'm still mad at Gabe. Now if I want to go to school or anywhere else without Gabe, someone, who works for Gabe, must watch, and follow me from a distance. He really thinks I can't take care of myself.
As my friends and I were walking around, talking, and looking at dresses. I could feel someone watching us closely. I knew it wasn't the guy who Gabe paid; he was outside. I turn to see an older white woman observing me. "Excuse me, is there a problem?" I ask politely
"No, it's just... That dress that your holding is ten thousand dollars." The woman says in a snooty attitude. I look at Adam and Alexis, they look at woman with disgust. I clear my throat, "I beg your pardon? Miss, I can afford this dress," I show her my credit card.
The women snatch the dress out of my hand that I saw, "Yeah, sure you can. That credit card probably fake, stolen or decline." The women scoff and smirk, "Miss, you're actually wasting your time in my store if you think you can afford anything here. So, I prefer if you leave my store before I call security, and you will be all over the news along with your 'gang' talking about police brutality."
Before I could say anything, I hear some girls snickering and pointing at me. The women walk off with the dress that I was going to buy. "It's her. She's the one." One of the girls say.
"Are you sure?" The other one asks. "Yeah, I'm sure." They walk a little closer towards me and they squeal, "It is her, I told you! That's Sabrina Miller."
