My dad was a drug lord, biggest drug lord there was. His name was Carlos Cortez but in the streets they called him Lucien, why? I don't know and I don't care. My dad kept me away from everything that he did in the streets, he even changed my name ju...
August 22, 2019 (Malia Birthday) 8:45pm....... New Orleans
-Malia Cortez
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I got home almost 4 hours ago and Kyden and them still weren't here. Kyden said that we needed to talk and I had cut my shopping trip with the girls short because I thought it was fucking important. Now I get here he no where to be fucking found, bitch ass nigga.
I texted him multiple times because I was starting to get worried and he still ain't reply. I texted my brother asking where they at and are they okay. He said they handling business and they iight. If he could text back then why couldn't Kyden? But you know what I ain't tripping because that ain't my nigga at the end of the day right? Right.
I was sitting in betweens Zay leg while he loosen the rubber bands on my hair some.
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Danae had did it for me when we had got here. I told her bitch ass that it was too tight but this bitch had the nerve to say beauty means pain, bitch no take this shit out.
I didn't have to tell Zay what to do because he said Briana taught him how to do it when Danae would braid her hair to damn tight.
Briana had did my eye lashes and she did my make up too. They had to leave after because thay had hair appointments to get to.
"Damn Zay be gentle!" I yelled slightly pulling away from his heavy handed ass.
"My bad and here." He said passing me the blunt, I grabbed it from him and put it to my lips taking a pull.
"We need to talk lil girl." He said tapping my shoulder, indicating that he was done loosen my hair.
I got up passing him the blunt and then sat down on the couch next to him. He took a pull and looked over at me before exhaling. We weren't all the way high because we just started smoking that at least 2 minutes ago, he had to teach me how to roll.
He passed me back the blunt before speaking.
"You know I ain't no snitch right?" He asked and I nodded taking a pull. I exhaled and held the blunt out for him but he motioned for me to keep it.
