Kalani
I sped out the parking lot of the mall and headed home so I could get dressed.
Incoming call from Avery😍
"Hey sis."
"Wassup sis, text me the address."
"I'll text you when I get home, I'm driving."
"Alright hit me."
I got in the house and texted her the address Don sent me earlier. I asked her to bring Jamia to the birthday party since she's around the same age as DJ.
I cleaned my house up and laid my clothes on my bed before hopping in the shower. I relaxed under the water for a minute before I got out to do my hair and makeup. Once everything was in place how I wanted it to be I plopped down on my bed and scrolled down my Instagram timeline, still in a towel.
I smiled before sitting my phone down and lotioning my body. I got dressed so I can head out. At first I was gonna stay home but I told DJ I was coming. His mom is a hot mess and I don't have time for that shit today cause I will smack a bitch.
That nightmare got me feelin a lil off too. Another stupid Jeremy episode and it felt real as hell. I kept jumping out of my sleep and Don would just hold me not knowing I'm getting my ass beat right under him. I try not to tell my business to him because I don't need a pity party and nobody feeling sorry for me. I'm fucked up in the inside I just don't show it. I thought it was getting better but it's starting all over again. I work on it by myself and motivate myself to keep going but this shit weigh me down everyday.
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Diary of a Hustler 💰💕🤑
General Fiction25 years old, smooth brown skin, thick in all the right places, and beautiful in the face. Kalani comes from the hood where her two eyes have seen the unimaginable and has lost more people than she can count on her ten fingers. Even though she made...