August 23, 2019
4:00am.....
New Orleans-Malia Cortez
I turned my head the other way on my pillow and tried closing my eyes again. A bitch got home about 2 hours ago and I've been trying to go to sleep ever since then. I had got about 30 minutes of sleep then I started dreaming about my dad and a bitch woke up.
I had fun tonight, a bitch had a lot of fun especially with Diamond. She gave me her number before we left just in case I still wanted to return the favor, like okay bitch you like you some Malia.
When Malcom and Danae got here they started arguing because Monty high ass slipped up and snitch on Malcom because he had got head from a stripper. My brother was so close to whooping Monty ass but Kyden stopped him. Danae left the house and went to stay the night with Briana, she told me she'll be back but she don't know when.
My brother hurt her and he knows it, I know he probably knocked the fuck out right now because he high and drunk but in the morning that shit gon hit him hard as fuck.
I turned around and sat up grabbing l my phone off the charger on the night stand. I texted Kyden hoping that he up and then I just sat there waiting for him to text back. After about 4 minutes my phone lit up with a message from him.
I texted him back telling him that I couldn't sleep and then I waited for him to text me back again.
I don't know what it is but when they nigga call me baby or babygirl my knees be feeling weak and my insides be feeling all weird and shit. Like it's just a name and here my ass go ready to get shit going.
My phone lit up again and I clicked on his message.
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Teen FictionMy 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...