"Never give up on something that you can't go a day without thinking about"....
Tia Johnson wakes up from a coma of 5 months. Life changes around her tremendously. In the second part of the DOWN SOUTH series, Tia learns who's real and who's not.
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" Ouu Bae, can I get these" I asked as I pointed towards the black and red retro 5's on the shelf of footlocker.
" Say, holon montana..." Kentrell mumbled as he released the phone away from his ear. He was probably on the phone discussing his next up incoming tour which was very soon.
" If you want em, get em." He told me.
He then looked down at Kaliyah who was too busy playing subway surfers on my phone. "Kaliyah get off that phone mane, go head and pick you out some shoes." Kentrell told her.
" Okee dada.." She said as she handed the phone up towards me
I smiled as I reached down and picked her up. " You think you grown?"
She giggled and shook her head. " No I only 2 years old." She replied as she held up 2 fingers.
" What shoes you want stank?" I asked her.
" I want same shoes as you mommy." She told me.
I nodded as I picked up the retro 5's. Soon after inspecting them some more, I asked for both me and Kaliyah sizes. I honestly didn't want to be in the mall all day, considering we were getting recognized by everybody. Random people coming up towards kentrell, asking for pictures. It was so annoying, But I guess I had to deal with it.
We even had to shop around places with a bodyguard, and that was even more annoying because all people do it stare and act like they never seen a bodyguard. But the bodyguard himself was cool I guess, his name was rick.
" That's all the shoes y'all want?" Kentrell asked as he still held his phone up to his ear. This nigga been on the phone all day.
" Yeah kentrell, I'm just ready to go. I'm hungry." I told him as I grabbed the bag from the store counter.
" Say less.." He mumbled as he grabbed the bag from out of my grip.
These past couple of months have been....awkward...weird...and different.
I mean, I haven't talked to my parents in over a month, so that's why I would say it's been different.
Every since Kentrell murder trial, my dad hasn't been returning any of my calls and he even got my momma ignoring my calls as well. All because they feel like kentrell had something to do with Tanay being killed.
How does that make me feel? Horrible ....Knowing that they mad at me for not giving a fuck about a girl that tried to kill me.
