Chapter 22

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Hey my loves! ❤️ since you guys reached the vote and comment requirements, here's another update for you. But since no one answered my question about giving the chapters titles, this chapter doesn't have a title. Anyways now time for the chapter. Enjoy. ❤️

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Chris

Location: Riverbend Apartment complex (Atlanta)

Date: October 4, 2014

Time: 10:05 A.M

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"Nigga get up! We only got 30 minutes!" Mike yelled into my room of our shared apartment.

Mike knew a couple people down here and they hooked us up. But since Mike didn't get a full scholarship, he had to use some of his money to pay for the rest and save what he had left so we decided to share an apartment and get jobs. Not on no gay shit though. But the apartment was nice. I left a few weeks after Saraih did and sold my house. I didn't plan on coming back not unless it was to visit with Raih or something. It's not shit in VA that I need anymore. It's not for me.

Somehow my mom found a way to call me while I was waiting for my plane to Atlanta. She was trynna seem like she cared telling me how she missed me but I wasn't up for it. Shit I don't even know where she is. And I swear if she's off with that nigga that I have to call my dad, I'm not even gonna say shit about it. I told her he was bad for her. But she didn't wanna listen. I just told her I left for college and not to worry about me.

She kept asking about Saraih and claiming how she "didn't have a good feeling about her" how the fuck could she even know? She's only met her once bad she hasn't been around to know otherwise. Then she start trynna hit me with some bullshit when she asked me about the house and I told her I sold it. I just hung up. I don't have time to let old shit be carried into my "new" life.

I pulled myself from my thoughts and rolled out of bed taking a minute to fully get up. We went to a party last night so I'm slumped.

I finally got up making my way to the bathroom and getting in the shower. I stayed in for a quick 15 minutes then got out and did my hygiene shit.

I walked out the bathroom and quickly looked in my closet for something to wear. I couldn't find anything but sweats so fuck it sweats it is.

I put on my sweats, a Nike tee and some Jordans, brushed my hair really quick, grabbed my phone then went downstairs. Mike was waiting for me on the couch.

"Alright let's go. I got Breanna waiting for me" he smirked referring to one if the girls he was fucking with

I shook my head and followed behind him to the car.

"Aye I thought you were still with Honey" I said

"Nah" "We decided to break it off since we go to college in different states. And we both weren't with that long distance relationship shit. That's still my nigga though" he said switching lanes.

I nodded.

"Next time I'm driving. You got me looking like a bitch" I said

"If the shoe fits lace that bitch up and wear it" he laughed pulling up in the schools parking lot

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