Camille is a thug from the hard cold streets of brooklyn. She has been a hustler since she was five. Her momma was strung out on drugs real bad. They lived in a car. Her daddy promised to come get her but never showed not once. Her moms did somethin...
I woke up to an empty bed and a headache man my shit was boomin'. I knew I should stopped after the 6th blunt but I wanted to see how many I could handle I managed 9 before I found myself trippin literally. Last night was Camille and I anniversary and for the sake of my ears I prayed I didn't give her hell last night. I had feelin I did something or said something dumb. It's just a gut feeling I get after I come down from being high or drunk. Although Camille temper has calmed down a lot since we met I'm still not convinced that she's not crazy and even so I wouldn't dare try to test it. I got up and washed my face and brushed my teeth before hopping in the shower. I stay in there for 30 minutes cleaning myself up and trying to bare this mean ass migraine. After I dried off put on lotion,and allat Otha good stuff and got dressed. (Media box) I finished my outfit off with a black hat that I pulled down further to come over my eyes.
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I grabbed my phone and jogged downstairs. Camille was down there on the phone with someone while going over some papers she had on the table. She must've had a shoot or sumn because that's usually the only time she wear dresses that and on special occasions. But I won't gon lie she was looking right in that dress it fit her and hugged her body perfectly.
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I kissed her cheek as she continued doing what she was doing. She gave me the bottle of aspirin knowing that my head would hurt and slid her bottle of water to me. I knocked back two of the pills drinking the rest of her water. She finished up her conversation and then looked at her empty bottle.
"So you just gon drink the rest of my shit and not throw it away?" She asked raising an eyebrow
"it's yours" I chuckled joking causing her bright smile to appear before she threw the bottle at me. I caught it throwing it away "ha ya missed" I teased
"He he haha hell" she smirked writing something down
"Watchu doing nd wassup wit da dress" I asked grabbing some chips out the cabinet
"Finishing planning Cam party and I had a shoot, to lazy to change." She Answered getting up trying to unzip it til I stopped her
"I aine say I aine like it" I smirked at her this shit still unbelievable that she all mine and to say that is enough to make me smile. Ion know what it is that had me attracted to her but I knew for sure it was beyond her looks. She may come off mean at times but what I've learned about Camille is, she has a really good heart. She'll help anyone that need it but she don't like to admit that. She don't like to admit she has a soft spot for kids and people who need help. I swear sometimes it feels like she the only person in the world. She makes my bad days brighter. She's goofy at times and mature When she needs to. It's never a dull moment with her. I just love everything about her from the way she walks to The way she carries herself.
