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I sat alone in the restaurant , sipping on my lemonade. I just wanted a break from work and it seemed like I was getting it. I picked up my phone to see no older notifications, meaning Klay still doesn't want to talk to me I guess. I looked down at my lock screen and I wanted to scream out of frustration. It was a picture of me , Klay and Rocco that Mychel took of us awhile back. Klay and I were cuddled up in our onesies with Rocco laying on the both of our waists.
"Salice ?"
I looked up and noticed Trayce.
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"Oh hey." I said, standing up and giving him a hug. I pulled away and sat down and he sat down across from me.
"What are you doing in LA ? Where's Klay ?"
I tried to not to make a face or tear up and it was hard not to.
"Um I moved back out in LA so I ended up leaving Klay back in Oakland." I said, pushing my lips to the side and looking down at the menu. Trayce pulled out his wallet and threw some dollar bills on the table before standing up.
"Come on , let's go."
"What ?"
"Let's go."
"Why ?"
He grabbed my arm and practically dragged me out. Thank God my phone was in my pocket and I had a small backpack on with my wallet in it.
"Where are we going ?"
"My house so we can talk because I refuse to have you cry in public."
Paps came out and started take pictures from nowhere. Trayce held onto my hand as he walked me to his car. He opened the door for me and I got in while he shut it. Trayce said something to the cameras before getting in himself.
"What did you say ?"
"Something to keep them on their toes." He shrugged , pulling off. We pulled to a nice house later on and I got out, looking at it.
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