Chapter Twenty-One

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Gianna H.

I was on my way to Sosa's crib after having that whole mental breakdown at the hotel with Bibby

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I was on my way to Sosa's crib after having that whole mental breakdown at the hotel with Bibby.

After last night I asked him to leave. I didn't have the emotional capacity to see his face much less breath the same air as him.

I pulled up to Sosa driveway and got out. I knew Wop was here cus I had just seen him live on Instagram.

I pulled my phone out and called Wop to come open the door.

No answer.

I made a face, the hell?

Since when this dude don't answer the phone when I call.

I walked up to the door and knocked hard on it.

Some dude opened it slowly.

"Yo! where's Wop?"

"uh I dunno" He shrugged still not opening the door fully.

"Okay, so then can you tell my daughter to come outside so we can go?" I said wanting to push the door wide open.

"Uh, yea hold on" He said closing the door.

I furrowed my eyebrows. Something wasn't right here.

I waited for a couple of seconds and decided to bust thru the door.

"Wop!" I yelled. "WOP!"

I walked around the house. Nobody.

I started to walk up the stairs when Sosa comes around the corner.

"Aye G wassup witchu?" He said opening his arms happily with a lit-up blunt in his hand.

I furrowed my eyebrows, "wassup with me?!"

"wassup with me is that I'm looking for my mudafuckin daughter. THAT'S wassup with me!!"

"Where she at Sosa?... Matter fact where Wop at cus the beef ain't even with you"

"He stepped out" Sosa said inhaling the smoke.

"Stepped out?!! I just seen him here as I pulled up!"

"Yea he left to go get some exotic" He said very calmly.

I shook my head trying to control the anger that was brewing inside.

"Look Sosa I just want my daughter. Where is she at?" I said as calmly as possible.

He looked confused, "Yo daughter? Nah she aint here. What you talmbout?"

Okay, this was starting to get serious.

"Yea nigga my daughter, Marlene"

"Nigga i know yo daughter but she aint here. She left like two days ago."

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