Amarah has a tough time adjusting to many things. Life seems to throw her everything she can't handle. When she loses the love of her life, she has to adjust to not having anyone there for her. She finds herself falling into the life of Rico Roberts...
Back on my trouble shit, yeah Ready to run with shit, yeah Back in the vault...
:Dreezy
RICO
I looked at myself in the mirror. I had on my red Nike jacket with some ripped jeans. My Louis Vuitton belt shined on my waist. I looked in my closet and debated on which shoes to wear.
My white Roshes matched the logo, and the color of my jeans. Jordan gave them to me for my birthday last year. They were custom made. He had Kevin Gates sign them.
Jordan was living lavishly. He knew many celebrities. For his 13th birthday party, Drake performed. I didn't mind being caught up in Jordan's life. He had so many friends. When he died, it was like the rest of the world died. Celebrities mourned more than his friends.
I placed the Roshes back on the floor. I couldn't wear them today. Tonight was going to be very uncomfortable. I can feel it already. I picked up my red Nikes off the floor. I slipped them on and headed out of the door.
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Amarah sat on the couch playing on her phone. She didn't even notice I had walked in. I snapped a picture of her. She jumped at the sound of the camera click.
"Rico, ya always takin pictu'as when I look bad."
"Rico,"I mocked her.
She cut her eyes at me. I gave her a bright smile that made her laugh along. She stood up and showed off her outfit. She had on latex khaki pants. They hugged her subtle curves. She had on a print fur coat over her shirt. I could tell she was trying to hide her belly, but honestly I thought it was her best feature. I snapped another picture of her while she was up.
"Ima crush ya phone if ya keep i-"
"Amarah,"I said softly, "I know you don't have my watch on."
She flexed it on her wrist. I took another picture of her. She reached for the phone but I stepped back. If looks could kill, I would've been long gone..
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