Portland Airport
I spent the last four weeks back home with my parents. Sean was in college over in New York, Ali video chatted me literally six times a damn day. She so silly. I even spoke to Bricks quiet a few times, I've always liked Bricks she was cool.
I'm still bruised up, I got my back tooth molar replaced by our family dentist though. Ankle still broken, well healing for another three weeks, now. I tripped down the stairs Christmas morning trying to sneak without my crutches. My ribs are still trying to heal, hell the fall didn't help either.
My broken fingers are alright, and healed, but kind of weak. Good thing these aren't my lesbian fingers.
"Mom, yes I am not taking an uber. I am waiting for Dani, she said the traffic is backed up. I am in no rush anyways."
"I just want to make sure. Don't forget..."
"Mom, relax" I laugh finally seeing Dani. "Dani here love you bye" I said.
"Bye baby I love you so, so, much and rem..." the phone hung up so I know dad took it from her.
"Yo what's goodie" she hopped out of her black truck.
"Tired man, flying takes forever" I said as she picked up my suitcase.
"Hell yeah it does, getting checked all the time. Let me get that for you" she opened the passenger door.
"Thanks" I smiled.
She got in and we were going I don't even know.
"So, where are you staying?" She said. "Where am I taking you?"
"Shit, I don't know" I said.
"Where is Ali? She still gone?"
"Yes, I'll call Bricks.."
"Nah we cool, my place got an extra room. No charge, just do not eat my icecream" she laughed.
"Thank you" I said.
"No problem. So, are the police looking into what happened?"
"Yes, but they don't have nothing."
"Are you sure it wasn't Queen? I thought you said she was your girlfriend?" She asked.
"I mean, last thing I remember with her was...like.."
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Behind Closed Doors
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