"ℱ𝒰𝒞𝒦 ℳ𝒜𝒩!"
October 6, 1992
Rochester, NY
1:00 pm.Izzy.
Before the driver even came to a complete stop I hopped out the car and rushed to the front door with my sisters trailing behind me. "Damn Iz slow don't a bit!"Without a word I ran upstairs to my room and began packin all my shit. My sister's and our bodyguards helped carry my keyboard and guitar out. After about 20 minutes, I finally took the last of my things and headed out the door. Right when I opened the front door I came face to face with a chick who appeared like she was getting ready to knock on it.
She looks real familiar...
But I didn't care to think about where I'd seen her from. "Umm...who the hell are you?" Her face automatically twisted up at the sight of me. I could tell she knew exactly who I was, the better question would've been, what the hell are you doing here? Better yet, she should've just minded her damn business cause I really don't have to explain shit.
"Don't worry about it, I was just leaving," I eyed her for a millisecond before heading back to the limo where my sister's waited. That must've been another one of his other victims of hoetry...tragic. I should've known...I've never had any luck with niggas. My high school boyfriend was basura, moved on to a roughneck that ended up beating my ass repeatedly, took my chances with a pretty boy and he turns out to be a player. I Just. Can't. Win. Although I must say, De definitely put on a good front. He earned an Oscar with that one, he had me fooled.
I suddenly felt a hand on my knee making me look from the window to whoever it was touching me. Xina.
"Everything is gonna be okay sissy," she gave me a sympathetic look.
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..DeVante.
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