Two Weeks Later:
My girl so bad
I smiled looking at Roddy's Instagram story for the third time loving how he wasn't afraid to post me and show me off to the world. Of course all the time, when he posted me on his page, there was a bunch of hate comments, and some nice ones, I loved how he paid them no attention and still looked at me the same.
I haven't been able to see him that often due to a couple of shows he had and my new job that was going amazing. I signed a contract allowing me to have my own website called Ryan's Thoughts, and I was to publish a book by the middle of next year.
I thanked God for allowing me to have someone in my life to help me stop being afraid with my talent, and welcome new opportunities.
"That's a foul!" My Tariq yelled in Ron's face gaining a roll of the eye from him, as Rassad laughed.
I haven't talked to Rassad since I figured everything out, and it seemed like he ignored me and stayed out my way knowing what was good for him. I never wanted to speak to him again.
I was watching the boys play basketball today, and honestly I was only here to spend time and see my man. He had plans to play ball with them in the park, and no matter how bad I just wanted to spend time with him, I was going to take advantage of any opportunity.
Watching him walk into the park as he frowned on the phone going back and forth, I smirked watching him from the bleachers.
Hanging up the phone I watched him scrunch his face up still staring at it, knowing someone fucked up his mood.
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Who Killed You, Star?
NouvellesStarted January 19, 2020 Published April 17, 2020 Ryan watches the murder of her older brother happen from outside her window, join her on the journey of finding his killer.