7: Old Wounds

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Angel's Turn:

Just Six Weeks Ago, I Fucked Stef. I Didn't Think It'd Go That Far, Seeing That He Was In A Relationship. He Never Tried Anything When I Dropped Him Off That Night From The Club. I Mean, All I Did Was Have Kev Help Me Bring Him In The House, And I Left. So How The Fuck Did I End Up Next To Him The Next Morning??

Phone Rings...

"I'm Just Sittin In The Studio

Trynna Get To You Baby"

"Hello?" I Said.

"Angel, I Need You To Meet Me At The Loft Restaurant", Kev Said.

"Kev? What's Going On?" I Asked.

"No Time For That, Just Meet Me, Now. One", He Said Before Hanging Up.

I Quickly Threw On Some Black Leggings, Gold Timbs, Button Up Jersey, With A Sloppy High Ponytail. I Grabbed My Car Keys And Headed Out. Something Was Wrong, And I Definitely Needed Reassurance.

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