Gangstress

December 1998 (4)/January 1999 (1)

***Angel's POV***

New Years Eve had finally came and I was so excited to go out and party. I felt like I really deserved it after all the hard work I had been putting in at the studio. Not only was I still writing and recording for my album, but Diddy had also come to me and asked me to be featured on a few of his songs for his new album he was dropping called No Way Out. 

He said he was going to do a tour of it as well starting in May with all of the members signed to Bad Boy, and so then we would have some songs to perform together on the tour, and not just my own album which some of audience still might not know, considering how new of an artist I was. 

Even though I absolutely loved working with Diddy so closely not only on my own music, but on his, I was exhausted. This time away with Marshall was exactly what I needed to just relax for a bit. Even if we were just in Detroit, it was nice being away for awhile. 

We hadn't had any craziness with Kim since I had been here either, which was nice. Marshall said they've actually been getting along really well since Christmas, which while I was happy that he didn't that extra stress added onto him, it sort of stressed me out a bit. What did getting along mean? Were they just not fighting? Were they hanging out all the time? Were they talking on the phone? I never wanted to ask since I didn't want to come off as insecure or jealous, but I guess I kind of was. I still recognized that they had a crazy long history together, while me and Marshall only had a few months of history together. It was nothing in comparison, and I wondered how easily he would drop me if Kim ever came back to him.   

Marshall pulled me from my thoughts as I was doing one last final check of my hair and makeup before we left. "Yo, you ready?" 

"Hm?" I looked at him. 

"You ready?" He repeated himself. 

I shook my head. "Yeah, sorry." 

"Aight, let's go. Porter and Zoe are outside waitin'." I nodded and followed him out of the bathroom. "You straight?" 

"Yeah, why?" 

He shrugged. "I don't know. Ya seem off is all." 

I shook my head. "I'm fine baby, don't worry." 

"Aight, good." He gave my lips a quick peck, grabbed my hand and we walked out to Denaun's car. 

 "Finally! Ya'll take so fuckin' long!" Denaun scolded us jokingly. 

"Man, it wasn't me! She was doin' her hair and shit." Marshall laughed. 

"And doesn't she look fine as hell?" Zoe chimed in. 

"I mean shit, I ain't complainin'." Marshall joked and we all laughed. 

"Aight, we gotta go before these shrooms kick in so I ain't drivin' all fucked up." Denaun started driving. 

"Ya'll took fuckin' shrooms?! And you ain't bring us any?!" Marshall whined. 

"Relax pussy, Zoe's got 'em." Zoe started rummaging through her purse and she tossed us back the baggie. "Ya'll throw up in my car, I'ma throw ya outta it." Denuan warned us and we laughed. 

"Yeah yeah, we'll be fine." Marshall took three stems out of the bag and handed it to me. 

"Thanks for savin' these, Denaun." I took another few stems and a head out of the baggie and handed it back to Zoe.

"No worries lil ma." He said back. 

Me and Marshall both started chewing them, and Denaun turned up the music loud as hell. Marshall gripped my thigh and pulled me close to him. "Why ya bein' so quiet?"