Carti - A week later
Atlanta, GAI laid on my back in my bed with one hand on my stomach and the other hand pinching my blunt. I stared at the ceiling feeling stuck and numb thanks to my weed. I took another hit and held it in for a little bit before exhaling.
How could I be so stupid?
Even though I have everything I ever wanted and then some it felt like I had nothing now.
I lost the love of my life and both of my best friends.
Ian wrote me a letter and told me he was disappointed and very upset with everything that went down. He also said he lost respect for me and that was understandable. If I was in his shoes and a dude let alone my best friend did some shit like this to my sister I'd feel the same. I knew after this even if he didn't say it in the letter our friendship was over.
No matter what I still had love and respect for both Aaliyah and Ian and wished both of them nothing but good. Hopefully one day we'll all be able to get to a place where we can be cool again. I meant what I said to Aaliyah about her reaching out to me but I knew I was the last person she would open up and talk to about anything.
"Aye the truck is going to be here in ten minutes." Pierre said coming into my room.
"Alright." I took another hit from my blunt.
"You good bruh?" He asked.
"I'm straight." I sat up.
"Alright meet me downstairs." He left the room.
I smoked was left of my blunt and ashed it in my ash tray. I brushed off my pants and my shirt before throwing on my jacket. I picked up my phone and went on instagram. I went to Aaliyah's page to see if she posted anything new and she didn't.
I put my phone in my pocket and jogged downstairs. We went outside and got in the truck and my manager was in the front seat.
"The label needs a response tonight about the deal." She turned around.
"Bruh tell them I said it's whatever." I said in an annoyed tone.
"Carti I need a yes or a no." He said.
"You heard what I said." I adjusted my chains.
"Don't shoot the messenger I'm on your side." He said again turning around.
"Yeah man whatever." I turned to look out of the window.
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Aaliyah
"Rave these are really cute." I smiled as she showed me wedding dresses she liked."I know but the only thing I'm worried about is finding something to fit me. I'm a curvy girl and I have trouble finding jeans that fit me." She pouted.
"You should let me make it and even though I've never made one before. I have lots of time and I can make a mock up." I suggested.
"I'd love that LiLi." She cheesed.
I was already excited to go shopping for fabrics with her. Even though we had a long time before the wedding I was itching to start now.
"So how have you been?" She asked drinking more of her tea.
"I'm better, of course I'm still hurt but it's getting easier to handle. It feels weird and I feel a little empty you know."
"I understand you it's still hard for me without your brother being here. Even though everything moved so fast with us it felt right. I just wish I could wake up one morning with him here." She smiled.
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FanfictionAaliyah who is a student by day and a waitress by night gets offered a job as her brother assistant. She takes the job and gives up on everything back home to chase her dreams. With her new fresh start she decides to open up more and let her guard d...