Chapter 3

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August P.O.V
I was sitting at the trap wondering who starting shooting. I mean I was the biggest drug dealer out here and there was a bunch of niggas after me

As I was strolling through my phone I couldn't help but see a picture of Kiara last night. I don't know what I was feeling but I was slowly catching feelings for her.

I decided to leave the trap and go home. While I was walking to my car I got in a drive to the nearest Wendy's.
"Aye let me get a number 1 with a water to drink"

"7.60 at the 2nd window"

I pulled up and saw Kiara at the window.

"Well well well look at who it is. I'm surprised to see you here ma, when you gonna let me take you out"

"How about tomorrow since its Saturday" she said

"Alright, be ready by 8:00" I said

"I will. Here's your food have a nice day" she said

I got my food and drove off. I was wondering if I should tell her I was feeling her or not. I usually fuck girls and leave. But she was different, so pure. I wouldn't let no one hurt her.

When I got home, I took a shower and got a text from Kiara.

Future Wife: what do you know about this girl named liyah.

Me- she bad news and she drama. Word around she got a baby.

I was hoping that liyah wouldn't pop up in the picture again. That bitch was nothing but drama. She got a baby by one of my old homies. She tried to say it was mine.

I really hope Kiara don't become friends with her because it'll all be bad news from there.

I got in the shower and put on my boxers. I climb into bed and went to sleep.

Kiara P.O.V
After that kickback I knew I wouldn't be going anywhere else.

I pulled up to my job at Wendy's which I hated, but I needed extra money in my pocket. I wouldn't be getting off till 6, so I was here for a little while.

As I was working drive through I noticed August at the window. Damn was he good looking. But I wasn't gonna catch feelings for no one just yet.

August was filtering his ass off. I gotta admit he did have a nice car. But I can see right through him, he was a drug dealer.

This girl walked in named liyah and she was dressed like a typical thot. But I needed at least one friend so we was talking and she invited me over to her house sometime.

(Skipping to when she got home)

When I got home I took my shower laid down and texted August for a while. I wanted to know more about this liyah girl.

After I texted August back I drifted off to sleep.

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