Jamaica
I haven't seen Durk since he was agressive with me yesterday. So this morning I met his housekeeper May, she's so sweet and nice. I dont know how she's working for Durk willingly. I'm assuming he probably pays her good. She's taking me to my hair appointment and of course when in done I come back here.
Of course Durk controlling self was forcing me not only to get colored hair, but Blonde. A blonde wig. I hope and pray that I look good with that on. I was really nervous about this whole color thing, but I had no choice but to go through with it. He also picked out what I was wearing today which was his white t shirt, some leggings, and some yeezy slides. A cute and lil simple out fit I guess.
I took my other wig off and prepped my hair. I didnt know what this stylist would do, so I just wanted to be somewhat prepared. Once I'm done getting ready I head down to the garage to get in the truck. I notice a big buff man in the driver's seat. So we must be taking a driver.
" Jamaica this is Carl the driver", May says smiling at the man Carl, she must like him..
" Hello Ms. Jamaica, how are you?" He asks, his tone polite.
" I'm well and you?" I ask him, a smile on my face.
" Great, so you're getting your hair done and back here?" He asks me.
" Um yes sir", I say nodding my head.
" Very well, let's go", he says starting up the truck and opening up the garage.
" Where is Durk?" I ask May, after a moment of silence.
" He's running around with his friend Dayvon, I'm sure you met him before", she says to me.
" Von.. the brown skin guy with dreads?' I ask, remembering quickly who Von was.
" Yes, his best friend since childhood ", she says smiling.
" Has Durk ever had anyone special in his life before me?' I ask her.
" Ms. Jamaica you're asking too many questions ", Carl says, as he pulls out the garage.
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