Armani
I don't regret anything I said about Desiree at all. She thinks it's coo to fuck with my emotions, so I gotta step outta my element to remind her who she's fucking with.
I wish she didn't have this hold on me. Anything she tells me to do, I do it. I can't keep allowing that to happen.
I wasn't about to go to Marie's house just yet. I had to take a long shower at the 5 star hotel I'm currently staying in until I figure out what type of house I want.
I'm about to go and get some more divorce papers for Desiree to sign, then imma slide through an see what Marie has to say.
I got out the shower and put on some Robin jeans with a hoodie and timbs. I put 6 chains on, along with a rolex and a few pinky rings before spraying some cologne and leaving.
*
"How are you doing today?" Mr. Butler, the divorce lawyer asked.
"I'm coo," I respond while taking a seat in the chair.
"I thought I already gave you the divorce papers," he said,
"I lost them," I said,
He opened a drawer and handed me a new set of papers. "I need to know if you're serious about this Mani. A divorce is nothing to play with," he said,
"I want to do this," I said, "I'll have the papers back to you by Friday, okay?"
I took the papers from him before getting up and leaving.
Next, I was headed to Marie's. I'm sure she has a lot to say to me.
*
"Fuck you Mani, just leave," Marie yelled.
"I'm sorry," I said,
"I think you need time to figure out what it is you want, because you're not about to fuck with my emotions then leave."
"I just want one person I can talk to, you don't even have to be my girlfriend. I just need somebody to keep me company,"
"Well," she sighed, "I'm moving back to New Orleans, so.. I can't be that person,"
"Why?"
"Because I don't want to be here anymore,"
I looked around her house and saw everything was in boxes. I nodded, knowing there was nothing I could say that would make her stay.
"Aight," I said, I leaned forward and kissed her forehead before turning to walk away.
As soon as I got in the car, I rested my head on the steering wheel. I sighed and started my car up before leaving. Where I'm about to go, I don't know. The club is out the question, I'm not gon find no good bitch in the club.
I'll just go buy that mansion me and Marie were looking at yesterday and chill there.
It was a 30 minute drive, luckily the realtor was already there.
"Armani, nice to see you again," he smiled,
I returned the smile before saying, "I changed my mind,"
He told me to follow him to his car where he pulled out a briefcase. He laid a piece of paper on the hood of his car and handed me a pen. "Sign there,"
After signing my name and going over all the payments he left. I was sitting in the mansion alone, I hate being alone.
So, I made a announcement on my instagram that I was throwing a party, bitches only. In less than 30 minutes bitches started showing up.
