La Bella Mafia

New York

"I left my girl back home
I don't love her no more
And she'll never fucking know that
These fucking eyes that I'm staring at..."
The Weeknd- Wicked games

Brooklyn, New York

"Wassup ma?" Dre said happily taking Syn's luggage and Louis Vuitton carry on bag, putting them into his Red Range Rover sport.

"Hey Dre."

"You good?"

"Yeah, just a little tired."

Dre nodded his head and then returned to the drivers side of the car. Getting in he started the car back up and began to drive through the streets.

"How was your trip? I know you wasn't there for long but did you enjoy yourself?"

Thinking about her mini trip in Miami made Syn smile a little bit. Just thinking about seeing Sincere.

"I love you Synthia." Repeatedly played in her mind while on the flight back to New York. She couldn't believe he said it. She couldn't believe she said it back. She also couldn't believe that even though both of them felt so strongly about each other, Here she was back in Brooklyn with this nigga Dre.

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"Yeah Dre, I did enjoy myself. That was a much needed break. Sometimes I just want to leave New York and never come back honestly" I said looking out of the window.

Dre looked over at me. "Leave huh? And go where?"

"I don't know, anywhere" I shrugged.

Dre chuckled. "As long as your sexy ass takes me with you, I'm bool with it." Dre said in his regular hood voice. I looked over at him.

He loved to replace a lot of words that started with a C, with a B. He didn't do it much but it was more so to just be funny. Regardless, it was annoying as fuck. Dre was a Blood. Something I didn't really agree with, but who the hell was I to judge?

The rest of ride we listened to whatever new Brooklyn rapper Dre thought was the next best thing. The song wasn't too bad either but  I couldn't get Sincere off of my mind. This time he really left a mark on me. Literally and figuratively. I never felt this strongly about him. This time was just a bit more special then the other times.

Sincere and I had been friends since high school. Everyone thought we were a couple but we would always say we were only "friends". But of course it didn't stay that way. I guess two attractive people can't be friends with each other. I always thought Sincere was sexy as fuck.

When we first met in the 10th grade, he had a girlfriend. So I never acted on it. Plus I was talking to some little nigga at the time. Sin and I went to prom with two different people but ended up leaving together. That night I gave him my virginity. After that, I thought we would be together forever. After high school is when shit started to go left. Sin was already selling drugs while in high school. Sometimes I was surprised he even graduated school. He wasn't moving weight back then but he was selling lots of weed. I always wondered how he was able to keep up with his school work and all of his sales. He did it though. That's Sincere for you, if he says he's going to do something, he WILL do it. No questions asked. "It doesn't matter how it gets done, As long as it gets done." He would always say.