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10

ꜱᴛᴀʀʀ ᴊᴀᴄᴋꜱᴏɴ
Year: 2022; 2 ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ.
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: ᴄᴀɴᴀʀꜱɪᴇ ᴄᴇᴍᴇᴛᴇʀʏ, ʙʀᴏᴏᴋʟʏɴ, ɴʏ

"Dear Bashar Jackson,
     We've been missing you like crazy. This is my first time in Brooklyn since 2020. Wow, how should I start? Everything happened so fast. I thought maybe Barakah would open up your eyes, you know? She's 2 now. It's like I have this huge void in my heart. I don't know how to feel. I've been staying strong though as you would want. Why couldn't I be there on time? Why did I even leave? I blame me. The guilt is killing me inside. Your famous now pooh. 'Dior' went platinum , like I said it would. Remember your birthday? I remember it like it was yesterday. That was the happiest I ever saw you. I'm so happy you could experience it. Remember that time I almost died? Tione and you were there to cheer me up. I couldn't stop laughing. The proposal? The best thing that could have happened to me. We can have a wedding in heaven. You see Poppa? I miss you like crazy. I have to go now. I'll be back, we'll be back!" I read the letter out loud, tears falling.

Looking at his headstone, brought many memories.

⁻ ᴶᵘˡʸ ²⁰, ²⁰¹⁹ ⁻

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐫 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫
𝘌𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 .

"Happy Birthday dickhead!!!" I shouted as soon as Bashar answered the phone.

He answered the phone with a smile, and the smile appeared bigger with every word spoken from me.

He's 20 now.

"You KNOW I have a big surprise for you, right? I'm calling you a uber around 9 P.M." I smiled.

"Imma' be ready by then, don't worry..." He said.

I said a quick okay before hanging up.

I slept until 6, so I have 3 hours to get ready and make sure the place was decorated as I imagined.

I went into my closet deciding on what to wear.

No jeans. No sneakers.

Flats? Heals?

I think to myself.

I decide on my black shoulderless dress with my blue heels.

Grabbing my towel, I head into the bathroom to take a shower.

::

"Wow, I look cute," I say as I look in the mirror.

"Yea, you do. Where are you going dressed like that Starr? I haven't seen you in a dress in a long time." My mom chuckled, standing at the door.

"Friend's birthday party," I say.

She nodded her head, " You know when to be home. 2 A.M!

I say okay and she walks out.

Wow, it sucks having big titties. Chest looking big as hell.

I kept my knotless braids down just switching the part to the side.

The time read, 8:00.

Just in time.

::

I called Bashar making sure he was on his way.

"You guys know what to do right? He should be close, so you know the drill?" I ask his friends.

"Yea." They all say.

I nod my head. Then walked over to the window checking it. I saw lights from the back of the road and quickly turned off the lights getting in position.