Trevante, known in the streets as Trè, has owned his own tattoo shop well over a year now. His success is beyond what he ever imagined it to be. The only thing missing in his life is a lady by his side.
Tima, a college student with dreams beyond the...
Trè POV I woke up, sweat dripping and fear in my mind. Old memories replaying through my dreams were starting to get the best of me. Coming into this game, I would've never thought that the things I'd be exposed to would haunt me for the rest of my life.
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I don't have these night mares every night. But, when I do, they get worse and worse. Each and every time.
I got up and got some water. Thinking of how I can get my mind off of my night mares. I turned the tv on but, nothing was on so, I easily zoned out. Maybe I should go see a therapist or sumn. Nahh...I'm not crazy.
My phone ringing knocked me outta my thoughts.
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Convo:
Trè- hello
Tima- hey I know it's late but...I couldn't sleep.
Trè- yea. Me either...what's on ya mind.
Tima- I just...I'm worried about my future I guess
Trè- what about it?
Tima- I'm scared I guess. That I won't make it or be successful in life, ya know...ion know maybe I should just try to go back to sleep
Trè- nahh that's not gonna help anything. Let's talk it out....u just gotta find out what u like to do.
Tima- welllll I love music, and writing, it's just not that easy to up and jump into stuff like that.
Trè- I feel ya. Well how bout this. U bring ur writing over here and lemme check it out.
Tima- right now? At 2 am?
Trè- yea what better time than now? This is when ur creative juices start flowing. Maybe even some other juices..
Tima- boooooy carry yo ass on..but uhm I'll come over.
