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Jeremiah (future) in the media.

"Wakey wakey." My brother said as he was trying to wake me up.

"I'm up." I groan and sat up in bed.

It's been a week since our house burnt down. We don't know how it burnt down tho, but we have been staying in a hotel. We're we are at now. I was sad when our house burnt down, but then I knew that my brother could get us another house and I didn't have any worries.

"You hungry." He ask me.

"Yes." I yawned.

"What you want to eat." He ask.

"May you go and get me some breakfast from the Waffle House." I said as I was fully waking up thinking about that good ass food.

"Yea, sure." He said as he got up off his bed and grab his car keys.

"Thanks." I cheesed.

"Anything for the sis." He smiled and left out the hotel room.

Let me be getting my ass up and taking me a shower.

I put on a simple outfit for today. Glad we did leave our clothes in the storage.  A pic of my simple out fit, and comfortable one at that.

 "I'm back

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"I'm back." Chris said as he came up in the hotel room with our food in his hand.

"Thanks big bro." I said kissing his cheek and quickly grabbing my food out of his hand.

"You welcome sis, and didn't I tell your ass to not be kissing on me and shit." He said as he mugged me and sat down to eat his food.

"I can kiss on you if I want. Your my big brother and I'm just showing you love." I chessed as he just looked at me and shook his head.

"I'm gone put a stop to that." He said as he took a bite of his bacon.

"You thought." I said as I was putting some surp on my waffles.

"Whatever, and sis I forgot to tell you that you gone have to stay with Future for a few days." He said and I liked to choked on my damn waffles.

Did this nigga just say Future???

"For why." I ask not really wanting to have to stay with him.

"A couple of guys and I have to go and deliver some weeds and merchandise to a guy that live in another state, and I don't want you staying in this hotel by yourself. I got enemies out here and I don't need for them to try and harm you." He said as he glared at me and took a sip of his orange juice. 

"How you just gone volunteer me to stay with him. He could be a killer for all I know, and you know I don't like thugs like that. So why would you want me to stay with one??" I ask honestly.

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