His Baby Girl.

14- Khalil.

Monday December 12th, 6:23 am

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I've been running as far as I could since I step foot out the door. I passed out on a park bench a couple hours ago. I just woke up an was walking home.

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I had made it home and I noticed that there was a free unit sign plopped in front of my apartment. Oh hell no! I looked in the big window on the side of the apartment an it was empty. Fuck! The landlord was super nice so she must have called my phone before doing..which Trey must have had. Damn.

I started to keep walking while playing with my bag. I was getting a little hungry so I walked into a five guys that was right here. I didn't smell bad since my body doesn't really have bad body oder, so I wasn't embarrassed to walk in there. I got in line an looked at the menu.

I had just finished ordering and was about to pay when I remembered, I don't have money. Great. Maybe I should have took some money from Trey.

"I'm sorry, I forgot my money. Thank you though." We smiled at each other and I turned around. I was about to out when I heard someone yell for me.

"Aye! Aye showty! Yo, baby girl with the Gucci duffel bag." I turned around to see a cute milk chocolate man with a bright yellow shirt and some grey sweat shorts on running up to me. ( in media @d_rock ) "Aye, I was behind you in line. I heard what happened so I paid for you. Yo food gone be out in a minute." He gave me a big smile showing his baby blue braces.

"Oh, thank you! Thank you so much!" I have him a quick hug.

"No problem." He said hugging me back. "Com'on, tell be bout yo self." We walked back towards the restaurant. He held the door open for me before finding us a table.

"What you wanna know?" I said setting my bag down next to me.

"What's your name?" He said sitting back in his seat across from me.

"Rose Queen but people call me RQ."

"Hey, aren't you that girl on the news?"

"Yeah, I'm fine by the way. Well I am now." I didn't know if I should tell him what really happened. I don't really want to talk about it. It was easy to tell the police about my...past...but I don't know why I don't want to tell anybody. It's like I, care for them in a way? Whatever, I just brushed it off.

"What you mean now?" He leaned in.

"I mean, I'm just homeless right now so this food makes me feel better." I smiled at the thought that he just bought my food and he doesn't even know me. Anybody that buys me food is instantly the love of my life!

The waiter yelled out a number. Khalil stood up and got the food. I just remembered that I didn't even know his name.

He came back with a tray of food. He sat down and dug in. "I'm sorry but, I never asked for your name?" I asked. He stopped eating an swallowed whatever he had in his mouth. He took a sip of his drink and began to speak.

"Khalil." He stuck his hand out. I shock it.

"Nice to meet you Khalil, and thank you again!" I let go of his hand getting ready to eat.

"Nice to meet you too. Oh and showty?" He whispers. "If you need something just ask." I nodded and he continued eating. Why was he being so nice. Nobody is this nice to strangers. I pushed the thought out of my mind when the sent my food hit my nose. Let's eat!

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It was around 2-ish in the afternoon. Khalil an I have been together all day. I told him my living situation and he offered me to stay with him. We've been arguing since he mentioned it.