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Cree Daniels

Week later...

I looked out the window of the rental car Brandi had got for the few days we would be here in Atlanta. I was glad I decided to come, cause I was about to tell her I wasn't and just sit in my condo and chill for the next few days. I had a lot on my mind. I gave my letter of recognition to the plasma clinic a few days ago, and I was getting ready to have midterms so I was gone study for that. But...I needed this. I needed to get away for a minute so I could forget about the shit that happened last week.

It's been on my brain heavy. Like, what was the real purpose of me going to Corey's job? I really did want him to tell me the truth, but his temptations were getting the best of me. Maybe I did go there to get revenge on Chris. But that's no my M.O. I don't do shit like that so...maybe that's why I couldn't go through with it. I don't know.

I jumped out of my thoughts when "So Good" by Big Sean came on th radio. Brandi started blasting it, dancing in her seat as we rode through traffic.

"Ayyyyyye.....ASS SO GOOD...PUSSY SO GOOD....IF I COULD QUIT MY JOB AND FUCK YOU ALL DAY SHIT I WOULD...YEA I WOULD...AYYYYYE.!!" She yelled along to the song, snapping her stiletto nails and dancing. "Come on Cree...you know how it is biiih..."

I just laughed, but I got into it with her. We both jammed out all the way to her mom's house.

We pulled up to a nice house in what seemed like a quiet, suburban area of Atlanta. About three cars were parked in the driveway when we pulled up, so we pulled in right at the end. When we got out, the driver door opened to a clean ass pearl white Navigator. We both looked at each as we watched a tall, young guy step out.

"Um...I know that ain't my little bro??" Brandi yelled out as she approached him. "Braxton?"

Once she said it, he turned around with the biggest, cutest smile. I smiled as she hugged him, watching as he literally got her off her feet from his stature. I just came up behind Brandi as he put her down.

"Omg...look how big you done got on me? I know I ain't been gone that long, college man!" She said playfully hitting his arm.

"Man, gone B. A nigga had to grow up sometime." He said, shaking his head before looking my way. "Wassup, Cree. Long time no see."

"Hey, Brax." I gave him a simple ass auntie hug. He had grown up, very well I might add. But he was like a little brother to my, too. I wasn't looking at him like that.

"That's a nice ass ride, boy. All you?"

"Yeaaa, graduation gift from my pops last month. Its aight." He said, shrugging. "Ain't no Wraith."

"Boyyy please.!" Brandi said, waving him off as she headed towards the door. "I'd drive that any day. Riding around looking like a baller...shotcaller! Ha, ha. What the Big Tymers say? Got a quarter tank of gaaaas...something something...but that's alright, cause I'm gone riiiide. IN YO SHIT."

Me and Braxton laughed as we followed her inside, listening to her call for their mom. We could tell she was there cause all we could smell was some good home cooked food. I was glad, cause I was definitely hungry as hell.

"MAAA!" Brandi yelled.

"Now you know she ain't listening to you when she in there cooking, B. Know that's her down time."

We all walked into the kitchen, watching as Mrs. Tyler jammed out to her old school music as she was throwing some minced garlic into a pot and stirring it up. She was dancing around to "Before I Let Go" by Maze, practically doing the hustle around the kitchen. She just looked at us and smiled.