"'Cause it's been a minute since I trusted somebody, 'Cause I don't ever put my trust in nobody."💓
Dray and Mayora two different lives. Had a good friendship. Things change.
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"So, what are you going to do?"
"I don't know. I mean I love Craig so much and I don't want to leave him- but he hurt me. He treated me the way Quan treated me when he put his hands on me."
She sighed. "Girl just leave him."
I sat there silently. It was now Sunday, and ever since the situation happened I've been staying at Cierra's place. She's the only one who knows about it, and I'd like to keep it that way.
"Dad doesn't need to know about this ok?"
"Are you sure?" She looked at me.
"I don't want him involved. Having his men handling Craig ain't gonna do shit, just like Quan. He kept harassing me."
"Ok, well we should start getting ready to go to mamas. Craig isn't coming right?"
"He has no right to come." I said getting up.
"I can't believe we sat in my house on Valentine's Day." Cierra shook her head.
"Well my man is a abuser, and you don't have a man so." I tied my hair up.
"Girl I could get a man any second of any day. Watch by the end of March I'll have a man."
"Why March?"
"Because."
I walked to her guest bathroom and took a shower. After, I got dressed into a a simple white crop top, with jeans and tan-ish Air Force ones.
I brushed my long inches of hair before adding my hat. I slid my shoes on and went to the living room.
"No makeup?" Cierra came out looking all cute.
"Nope. You look nice. Ooo and look at yo ass, girl whatchu you been eating?"
"Mamas greens and cornbread." She giggled. "Ready to go?"
"Mhm."
We got into her car, and drove to mamas. You by Jacquees, played.
"Did you see what Paris posted on Instagram yesterday?" Cierra asked.
"Mhm, did she get her ass done? 'Cause her ass wasn't that big before."
"Yea, me and her don't really talk that much anymore. The last time we talked was when she told me she was getting her butt done."
"Why?"
"She stopped texting me. I've texted her a couple days ago, asking her why hasn't been answering my text, and she never responded. So, fuck her."
"Well damn." I mumbled.
Soon we were pulling into Mamas driveway, right next to Drays car. We got out and rung the doorbell.
