Tomorrow was Kamille's graduation and she was as stressed as stress could be. She finally found the time to check on all of Ace's businesses and get things straightened out so everything was cool and running smoothly.
She had received a message from a woman claiming she had something that was very valuable to Ace and she was willing to give it to kamille. In Kamille's eyes anything that anything to do with her man she was willing to take. As desperate as it may seemed he was the love of her life and as much she was able to mask things she was still hurting bad.
She decided to stop at Subway before heading over to her destination.
"Hello welcome to Subway." The woman said standing at the cash register.
"Mike!" Kamille smiled looking at the man standing behind the counter.
"Wassup Mille." He smiled
The two knew each other basically from the neighbourhood. Where they were from you had no choice but to look out so everybody knew everybody.
"You pregnant man for real man!" He said looking at her stomach
"Yeah." She smiled looking down at her huge belly.
"I heard that but I just couldn't believe it aww man this shit hea' crazy." He said putting gloves one. "What yall having?" He asked looking at her and her stomach chuckling
"Tuna on white."
"I know this six inch out of the option." He said taking out another sub
"Aight tuna what else?"
"No cheese, Mayo, A little mustard, lettuce, spinach, banana peppers, pickles, and tomatoes." She smiled
"Oh yeah you pregnant for real."
"I mean if my belly wasn't enough validation." She laughed
"I gotchu' gone head to the door." he said nodding towards the door.
Instead of saying anything she listened knowing he wouldn't take a no for an answer. After about five minutes he brought her, her bag and drink.
"Thank you so much." She said walking out the door.
"You already know we look out." He said opening the door "Be safe." He called after her.
As she got into the car she checked her bag to see he'd put another sandwich and cooking in the bag. She decided to eat a little bit before leaving.
After eating she headed to her destination. Pulling up to the address that the woman went Kamille felt her face scrunch up as she seen the place. The apartment building was rundown some windows were boarded up and some were just busted out. Clothes hung outside on the lines while people sat outside doing hair and just socializing with each other. Looking at her surroundings Kamille knew she was fortunate enough that her mom wa able to get them out and keep them out.
As she got out the car she walked carefully making sure not to fall seeing how the walkway was in shambles.
Kamille could hear the men behind her making cat calls and saying things to her but she didn't pay it any attention. The elevator didn't work so Kamille had to go up almost three flights of stairs to get to the apartment door.
When she did get to the door it was already partially open and it was hanging off the henges. Kamille still decided to knock just out of respect.
"Who is it!" The woman yelled snatching the door open.
"You must be Kamille." She smirked
"Come in." Yanna said moving off to the side
The apartment smelt like a mixture of weed, cigarettes, sex, and unwashed ass. The couch was ripped up and cigarillo wrappers and guts were all over the place. A man was asleep in the mess well at least he looked asleep.
