My life's meaning |✔️

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Things will get better !!!
I just wanted to spice up the book.

Lauren Monique

"Look at my nails!" I told Elijah excitedly, I just got to his house after being in the nail salon for two hours

"It looks nice Babe" he said glancing at them then back to his computer

"You didn't even look at my toes" I frowned

He invited me over and now he's not paying attention to me, what the hell

"It's nice as well" he took a quick look at them

"She needs to get her hair done" Mr.Ricci came into the room

"Simone" Elijah warned

"And you need to fix your toupee, it's leaning" I scoffed leaving the room

Lauren
Pops, this man keeps bothering me

Bakari
I have two cases that's still open, tell Ace and the boys

This man

I sent the text to the group chat Ace and the gang. They texted back instantly asking his address and name.

"Excuse me" looking behind me, Mary the maid stood there looking weak as ever

"Are you okay?" I asked concerned

"Yes, I just need to get into the kitchen" she smiled faintly

Moving to the side she went into the kitchen making a drink, following her back into Elijah's office. I watched her hand the drink to him.

"Elijah " I frowned stopping Mary from leaving. He ignored me and continued typing. "Eli!"

"What?" he snapped looking at me

"Well nah, watch the way you speak to me. Fuck around and get box in the mouth. What time does she leave?"

"She doesn't" he huffed going back to work

"He got me fucked up bro, on gang and em" I walked away with Mary "where do you sleep?"

"The basement" she yawned cleaning the living room

What the hell?

"Show me"

She lead me towards the back of the house to stairs going down.

Awe damn

"Need some help?" Mary asked

"Yeah, I can't see the steps" my baby bump is in the way

"Can I ask you something?"

"Yes ma'am"

"You don't need to say ma'am, I'm younger than you. My names Lauren" I chuckled "when do you sleep and how long do you sleep?"

"When Mr.Eli is out for the day, I'll sleep for about an hour or two than back to work"

"That's not a way to live, your body needs rest"

Looking around it didn't look like a basement at all, it looked like a studio apartment.

A ringing sound went off throughout the room.

The fuck?

"I'm needed upstairs, do you need help going up?"

"No, I'm good"

Following behind her slow I made it to the top of the stairs catching breathe.

"Fat bitch" Mr.Ricci huffed bumping my shoulder causing me to lose my balance.

I caught myself just before I fell backwards down the stairs, getting fed up with him I grabbed his shirt caller and pulled towards the stairs then pushed.

"Ahh!" he screamed falling face first

"And what are you? Hopefully a dead bitch" I scoffed

Elijah came running in my direction fuming, he grabbed me by my arm leading me to the front door. Just as he opened it, the lady from the casino stood there in a skin tight dress.

"Hey baby" she smiled at Elijah

I didn't have any time to process what was going on as Elijah shoved me out the door. The woman's purse hit my stomach oddly hard as Elijah pulled her to his side

"Don't come back here" he yelled closing the door

Pain in my stomach brought me out my thoughts, getting in my car I sat there until the pain went away.

***
"Nique, lemme talk to you real quick"

"We have nothing to talk about" now is not the time for Tray to pop up with his bullshit

"Just get Eli and his guards out his house for a few hours and I'm out yo hair"

How does he know about Elijah ? Never mind, he's not my business anymore.

"No" walking away from him I went to my apartment door

"You say that now until you find out I have something you want"

"I doubt it"

***

Pain, pain, pain ! That's all I feel.

I've called Elijah and Alexander so many times it doesn't make any sense. They both ignored ever last one, I'm sure by now Elijah told Alexander what happened between us.

Clear liquid mixed with blood covered my legs as my breathing increased, leading on the island in the kitchen I called Pops.

My eyelids got heavy as the minutes went on, just as he answered I fell to the floor gasping for air.

"Help. . ." I gasped into the phone right before I blacked out

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