Part 8

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Desiree Pov

It was three in the morning and I heard my doorbell ring. So I cocked the pistol. Who the fuck was this at my damn door. Keep in mind all I got on is a pink set. And I'm talking about bra and panties here. Ain't shit a secret nomo 😂😂.

I slipped down stairs with my gun to my side. I asked who it was but I couldn't understand. I open the door slowly and its Marlo standing there eyes shot red. Either he was high or been crying. I invited him in.

"What's wrong Marlo"I asked him as he sat on the edge of my bed

"It's my mama Desiree" he said slowly rubbing his hands throw his hair "she died" he said breaking down.

It was like damn. I barely knew him and he was crying in front of me. I grabbed his head and placed it in my chest. I didn't wanna see Marlo hurt.

We laid together as he cried and held me closer. I didn't know how it felt but I damn sure knew it didn't feel good.

He looked at me "you a go to the funeral with me"

"Yea sure I will" I said.

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