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➶ 𝙰𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊 , 𝙶𝙰 ➴
𝙺𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙹𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚑 𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚔 | 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊 ♔
𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚢 | 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚙
11:47ᴘᴍ

"igh cuh imma fuh witchu." i dapped up my best worker hea, splash.

he wanted me to meet up with him at da trap to tammat him goin on a family vacation.

i'm coo widdit, mans got a whole family to take care of i gotta remember det.

"hey killa, call me tonight." some random stripper winked at me as i walked through the door.

i wish the fuck i would, i could smell ha pussy from all the way over here and it's not a pretty smell.

while i started driving off to go home, i got a bad feelin about sum.

i drove in silence thinking about what that feelin could be about.

as i got home and i walked in my room, i got a call from my grandma's neighbor, mrs. lavern.

"she's gon keelan she's gone." she cried as soon as i answered.

"who's gone, what you tammat mrs laven?" i asked her as that feeling in my gut game back again.

"your grandmother, she had a heart attack she's gone." she cried harder.

i swear my whole world stopped.

everything started moving in slow motion as i dropped the phone out my hand with her still crying on the other line.

she's gone. those words rang through my head as it started spinning.

she was all i had. all i've ever had.

i ran to the toilet and threw up everything i ate for the past two weeks.

i got up, flushed the toilet, rinsed my mouth, and looked at myself in the mirror.

i saw nothing. i felt nothing.

out of no where i started crying, everything i've ever held in i cried it out.

i punched 3 holes in my wall and broke my mirror.