▌𝘾𝙞𝙩𝙢▌𝐓𝐮𝐩𝐚𝐜 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐫
𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩
𝙀𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝
𝙇𝘼𝙉𝙏𝙀 𝙒𝘼𝙇𝙇𝘼𝘾𝙀. A girl with a brother of many sorts and a new found lover with problems, in this story no one really wins.
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October 23, 1995 Weeks later Brooklyn, new york Not edited
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"You have 23 new voicemail messages." My pager said as I began to undress myself.
"Look lante it's me, I know you don't want to talk but I need to hear from you. I do. Alright?" I heard his voice. I rolled my eyes as I felt myself trying relax after the long day of classes
"Next voicemessage." The pager announced as I contiued yo go through my closet for a change of clothing.
"Is this forreal about marriage? You really wanted me to marry you after I decided to leave keisha, like forreal? Did even consider that to be a crazy thought."
"No but I considered your dumb ass to be loyal." I uttered under my breath as I began to feel a little hit pissed off with his wording of change towards me. "Fucking whore." Insulted.
"Next voice message." My phone went on to the third as I pulled out a hanged outfit. "Baby I miss you. I didn't mean what I said."
"Is this still about your brother huh? What you don't want me anymore because of him?" The next message I could tell he was angry like he was venting. I rolled my eyes again as I didn't buy that panic shit. He brought it on himself when he called me a bitch? Me a bitch? The motherfucking audocity of this man. For him to think I wasn't with him because of my brother was hilarious and well, did he forget there were other things, did he not understand that a woman like me could take so much? No. He didn't.
