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walk down the streets in diamonds and that head up high with a gun in your dress.
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Leilani (aka Lani) Streets 10:06 pm (fit in media.)
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I WALKED DOWN the ghetto alles of L.A. I've lived here since I was 16 and normalized the weirdos, creeps, and drug dealers of the streets.
My mom was a stripper and my father was never in the picture so my mom would work at night. She bought me a phone and pepper spray when I was 10 just in case of an emergency. Now that I'm 19, I can carry a gun with me at anytime.
The humid but hot air of L.A filled my lungs as I took a deep breath, starting the journey from my not so nice apartment to the corner store like 3 blocks from here.
It was pretty quiet except the chirping of the crickets in the wet, duey grass and the quiet chatter of drug dealers trying not to get caught selling their illegal goods. As I neared the corner store, I heard footsteps behind me. I didn't really sense a presence but I kept my guard high. When I sensed someones presence close to grabbing me, I twisted their arm and quickly brought out my pocket knife, stabbing their forearm.
The broke looking man let out a scream of pain as I dug my pocket knife out his forearm and ran towards the corner store. I rushed in and shut the door, locking it in the process. The cashier looked startled by the sudden commotion starting in the quiet store.
A costumer looked at me with a look of confusion. "Maam are you ok?" the guy asked.
He had unkept brown hair, plump lips, brown eyes and beautiful shade of brown skin. He was a cutie not gonna lie.
"Some crazy man tried doing something to me, i dunno what" I said, out of breath. "Like damn I just wanted to get snacks" I rolled my eyes, making him chuckle.
"Well lemme be a gentleman and walk m'lady back to her humble abode" He said, smugly.
I laughed. "Alright, but may I ask this good sir his name?" I asked, talking back with a fake english accent. We both laughed.
"My name artist, whats yours m'lady?" he asked back. I smiled.
"It's Leilani, but you can call me Lei (Lay) or Lani for short." I answered. I grabbed his hand and took him to the chips isle. "Beautiful name for a beautiful shawty" He flirted.
"Boy if you don't chill-" I said laughing. He chuckled with me and I grabbed my stuff and took it to the check out. I payed (Artist payed cos he was being hard headed.) and he grabbed my hand.
"Uhm whatchu doing?" I asked, looking at him confused. He looked down at me and smiled.
"Walking you home, that man could try and do sum to you again" He said. "Lead the way" He said.
We arrived at my house and I looked back at artist. "Thank you for walking me home" I said. He smiled down at me.
"no problem shawty" he said. I kissed his cheek. I turned to walk inside.
"Wait" he called out. I turned to look at him. "Can I getcho number" he asked bashfully. I chuckled.
"Sure" I said, grabbing his phone and putting my number in. I saved his contact as Lani 🥴💗. "good night: I said, walking inside the house, leaving him alone in the darkness.
