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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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ℜ𝔢𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔞 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡
I love Diana.
Michael~
ℑ stood outside Diana's door as it began to rain a bit. My hair started to drip with water after what felt like forever for her to answer it. My heart was beating, my palms were sweaty. Ion know why I was so nervous just to tell her my true feelings. I shouldn't even feel this way..
Lucky for me, she didn't answer. She wasn't home. I was thankin' the heavens above. Diana claims she always wants me but what does a stripper do when someone confesses their love to them?
I must be stupid as hell to even fall for a stripper.
But it's better than forcing myself to love Star. I like her, yeah, but I feel there isn't any much love in my heart for her. She don't want me anyway.
The clouds darkened in color and began to rain harder. I don't even got an umbrella so imma have to walk in this stupid rain now.
My day was crazy. I had to dump a dead body over a pier. I actually attempted to tell Diana I love her and I'm glad she wasn't home to witness it. Shit. I must be crazy.
Despite the pouring rain, I walked slowly like I had no muscles in my legs. No bones either. The rain actually felt good.
Now would be a good time for a drink but I acted against it and just went home. Ion need anymore shit happenin' for the day. Might as well save it for tomorrow.
I eventually made it home not too long after and they were all sleep. It's like 6pm and usually we don't all go to sleep until like 2am but today must've hit different.
"Damn." I chuckled lightly, hearing their loud ass snores ring across the room. The air was foggy with weed and the TV was still on. I know they gon' sleep for a whole 10 hours since we barely get sleep anymore—including me.
My shoes were squishy and drenched with water so I kicked 'em off into the corner and plopped down onto the couch beside Enrico who had his head hung over the ledge of the couch.
I closed my eyes and I instantly fell asleep.
What's a bed again? ____
My vision was blurry and I slowly fluttered my eyes opened multiple times as I heard voices around me. The gang was wakin' up which meant: noise.
"Damn we all slumped." Nelly muttered as he looked around and scratched his head. I glanced at the time on my phone and it displayed 6am. I was close. We slept like 12 hours.
