Chapter Four

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**TEXT MESSAGE**
Unknown Number: you can come get yo car.
India: who am I speaking to? and where?
Unknown Number: I'll bring it to the hood @ 8pm.
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India didn't want to go by herself to pick up her car, she honestly didn't want to go at all.
"Are you keeping my car India? I have to leave my little boo about to come over." Her mother asks while giggling and doing a little dance.

India laughs. "No, someone just texted. And told me to pick mines up tonight."
The thought of someone she didn't even know having a spare key to her car & driving it around disgusted India.

"I'll take you" Amarie says.
Her mother left out of the house after saying her goodbyes.
"So, where is the car?" They sat distance from each other on the couch.
"Girl 63rd." India replied while rolling her eyes.

"We taking your gun for sure" they laughed. "And BITCH! I forgot to tell you!! Why did Lil Durk fine ass text me this morning! We ain't stopped texting since." Amarie adds. "Omg really? what did he say?" She asks. "Girl, too much. And he brought up Von wanting youuuu, you better get with him while Duck crazy ass is in jail."
"Girl you trying to get me killed!" India laughs. "Cut it out, you know you want to, any other nigga you will delete or ignore they text messages. But you be texting his ass back faithfully. It's only your pride that's stopping you, admit it." She laughs.

"He honestly only texted me two times, and that was to try and be funny."
"ANYWAAYYYSS," she says ignoring what India had to say. "He FaceTimed me earlier I'm about to call him back to see if he with Von so I can hook y'all up."
"Noooooooo!!!" She yells.
By this time Amarie had already dialed him out.

"Hello?" She heard a voice over the phone say. "Yeah, you called earlier?".
"Yeah, what you doing? You so pretty" Durk says while smirking into the camera. Amarie blushes. "Thank you, I'm chilling with my girl, what you got up?"
"Shid, I'm trying to get up with you, who yo girl?" He asks. Amarie glances over at India with a devious smirk on her face. India shook her head while mouthing the words 'No'.
"India." Amarie replies while turning the phone around to show India on the camera. She hid her face. "That's Crazy...Von right here"

India rolls her eyes.
"Where my shorty at?" She heard a low calm voice say from the back ground.
So many thoughts crowded her head about that boy that she hated she was even thinking.
Yes....Amarie was somewhat right....

"She's trying to ignore you." Amarie says to Von.
"Im already knowing, she be trying to play me."
India knew what they were doing and she wasn't falling for it, Durk wanted to get with Amarie so that Von could get close to her. Amarie was gullible and India always felt that she was "two steps" ahead of everything and everybody.
"Fuck all that. Amarie what you got up for tonight." Durk butts in and say.
"Uh Uh, nigga we just started texting I got to get to know you first." Amarie says playfully.
"You know me."
"I know OF you" she reply's.
"That's enough. Let me take you out and spend some money on you."
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India drowned out their cringed out conversation and began to scroll down her Instagram. While scrolling she came across a picture posted by Duck that was posted 2 days ago. It was a photo of him sitting in front of her car. She did a slight grin and quickly stopped it before double tapping the photo. 'Only because my car is in the picture, only because my car is in the picture' India thought to herself. As much as she didn't want to admit that she kind of missed him she will just be glad when those feelings disappeared, she didn't want to feel how she felt for him anymore.

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