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"You're makin' a deal with the devil."
Venus DiLaurentis (aka Star) lives a life hidden by her overly religious father. Whereas her long time relationship with the drug dealer Michael has always been strong, it causes some un...
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"ℑ𝔬𝔫 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰"
Michael~
ℑ've been staying at my mama's house for like a week now and I can't lie it feels weird as fuck. I ain't used to this. It's too quiet and peaceful. Almost too unproblematic. I haven't heard from Diana either, including the gang.
I was removed from the group chat, so I don't know what the hell they're sayin' about me in it, but it's prolly shit. I know they're mad. And I don't blame em
I had to come home. I was tired of seemin' like an outsider to my family. Just cuz I went separate ways with em, and now I'm treated like the bad guy. Since I've been here I've felt safer though. I don't gotta worry bout Dexter comin' and yellin' at me cuz I didn't sell, or cuz I ain't listening or something. I feel free
But my plan wasn't to loose my bond with the gang. I still wanna be friends with em. I didn't wanna loose em. And I can't lie I miss em.
"Michael," I look up to see my mama in the doorway, holdin' a basket of laundry in her hands about to go wash it, "Watchu doin'?" She asks
I hadn't realized I was just sittin in the edge of my bed staring into space. She already knows I'm deep into my thoughts and I don't want her to know what the hell im thinkin' about. She'll just get angry I'm thinkin' about the gang
"Nothin'." I reply and she gives me a look like she don't believe me, "What were you thinkin' about? Huh?"
"Nothin'."
She tsks and shakes her head, "It's that Diana girl ain't it? I told you to stop worryin' about her. If that child is yours then it's her responsibility to tell you. You don't gotta spill it outta her."
I nodded my head. If she wants to believe that's what I was thinkin' about then so be it, "I hear you mama. Anything else?"
For some reason I'm a lil mad at her. She made me leave the gang, the one thing that's actually brought me happiness lately just so they could accept me again
She kisses her teeth, "You got a bitter soul or somethin'? Why you so down today?" She asks and I rolled my eyes shaking my head. Ever since I've been here I wanted to tell her off but I kept it to myself
But now I actually wanna do it. I needa stop bein' so scared.
"Do y'all really even care bout me?" I ask and she furrowed her brows as that seemed to catch her full attention. She put down the basket of clothes beside her and leaned her weight on the doorframe, "Whats this nonsense about now huh?"
