Friday| July 15th 2015 | Hidden Hills, California | 6:15 PM
Onika:
I held the bottle of Mascato to my lips, fuck a glass. That's just how I was feeling at this point. Almost two months without her and yet my heart still felt like it was breaking more each day.
I broke my own heart before she could get the chance to. I'd only ever been through one other heartbreak in my life and even though I was young it was the worst feeling I'd ever felt. It was ten years ago yo this day yet it still felt like yesterday.
"Let me hear something baby girl." I heard Aaron say above me as he rolled himself an L to smoke. I was sitting a few steps below him scribbling lyrics on my pad.
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"Noooo I'm not done yet." I whined as I felt him snatch the pad from me. "Asshole" I growled snatching the blunt from his hands to finish rolling for him.
He read through the freestyle I'd been writing for the past twenty minutes and I could tell he was impressed. He bobbed his head as he read along to the lyrics.
"Dayummm Shorty you only getting better. You gon be a superstar I already know. And ima be there every step of the way cheering you on. You gonna show them other bitches how to do it."
I lit the blunt in my hands as he tossed the pad beside me.
"Whatever boy l you just saying that cuz I'm your girl." I rolled my eyes.
He shook his head as I passed him the blunt and he took a few pulls. "Nah I mean that. That's facts. 'Specially when I say ima be there with you every step of the way." his voice trailed off as he pulled a little black box from his pocket.
He opened it revealing a small diamond ring. "I want you to be my wife Shortty. After you finish school next year hopefully I can run this shit up and you can focus on your music. Then when you get that Grammy ima be in the crowd acting an ass hyping you up while you give that speech."
We both laughed and I looked over at him. "Aaron Nasir Jones are you serious? You want me to marry you?" I felt my eyes burning with tears. I was the biggest cry baby and he thought it was the funniest thing. I hated that I was sensitive like that.
"I'm dead ass serious, so you gon marry a nigga after graduation or what?"
I flung my whole body at him, wrapping my arms around his neck nearly choking him to death. "Yes! Yes! Yesss! A million times yes babe!" I screamed.
