Chapter Seven .

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|Just a filler chapter ! Nothing major. Please excuse any errors , this chapter was not edited.

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A few days later . . .

I yawned and flipped over into the cold spot feeling as if I was sinking into the soft mattress.

I opened my eyes , and sat up peeling the sheets back from my body.

I'm drained , I haven't even been taking time out to get the proper rest that I deserve.

I looked at my phone and it was 9:25 , this is the latest I've ever slept. I'm officially taking a few days off from working , just until I get my head together.

Kentrell performs tonight , at the Basin Music Hall , and he asked me if I could come and stick around with him while he performs.

I agreed to it.

I had to place a restraining order against Tyler , the neighbors spotted him around my house just a few days ago when I wasn't home.

Thank god.

He's defiantly a weirdo and a bit dangerous.

Thoughts of my mother began to fall on my mind heavily , I haven't talked to her since the big blow out.

After I straightened everything up and found the perfect outfit I left the room and went inside of the bathroom.

I leaned down and turned on the Hot water before the cold , the steam from the water began to fog up the bathroom.

I lit scented candles in both corners of the tub , adding bubbles to my bath water letting the tub fill up.

Clare is suppose to be having breakfast with me this morning , but shit has been going south between us.

Clare and Ben suddenly are spending time together , every since she's been with been she's been acting weird as fuck.

Hoes get new dick and don't know how to act.

Just the other day , Ben was walking around calling her all types of hoes and bitches , not to mention she barley even know him.

Whenever he's around other people he acts as if he doesn't even want her around , I mean she just met him a few weeks ago basically .

She didn't start deciding to associate with him until I started hanging out with Kentrell a few times.

And now she's fucking him.

I don't give a fuck , I could care less.

I just want the girl to be careful , and it's the same for me as well.

Both of those nigga's have a past .

Once the tub was full I stripped myself from my clothes and stepped into the tub.

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