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July 1, 2016. 2:19pm.
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"Are you even listening to me Alani?" Cedrick stopped talking and frowned. "If it ain't makeup then you're in that damn phone.. can a nigga talk to his wife?"
Alani sighed. "I don't know what to do Cedrick- if they don't want to fuck with you then don't fuck with them. Like how much more can I say?" She looked at him. "You got my attention- what?" She looked at him blankly.
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"That's all you got? You wonder why I don't talk yo yo ass. Fuck it." He slammed the door and left.
This how things had been since she'd miscarried and all he wanted to do was get advice from his wife about reaching out to his little brother and if he should try to speak to his mom- he missed them both but he'd always got scared when it came to go knocking on their door. He knew Alani couldn't relate to it but he at least thought she'd be by his side and give him legit advice.
"Always fucking complaining." Alani mumbled and grabbed her keys so she could go out for the night.
"Cedrick, did you hear me?" Alondra snapped in his face. "Are you okay?" She asked rubbing his hand that rested on her thigh. "You're squeezing the shit out of me." She laughed and he loosened his grip.
