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excuse any mistakes.
I made sure I stayed up until 3 am to finish writing this😣
school been kicking my ass literally
these VOTES AND COMMENTS are matching up I love you guys☹️ no rap cap. even though I barley update anymore
y'all so in-tune with this book. this will probably be my last one tho ngl
School got me on my neck I'm SLAVING TO KEEP MY GRADES UP.
if you haven't read Trust go handle that miss ma'am.
BEFORE WE START: I know y'all been waiting for me to update so I made sure this chapter was good. better give me my credits
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Dimoni Walker🗽
Harlem, New York.
I woke up underneath the covers of Siah's bed feeling the empty side seeing that he was already gone
sucking my teeth I reached for my phone seeing mad missed calls from Pierre including text
I clicked his name hesitantly hearing his voice boom through the phone
"yo, where the fuck you at?!"
"why you call my phone so much..." I mumbled sitting up
"bitch don't fucking question me. come outside in 10 minutes," he told me making my heart race
"okay," I said silently hanging up on him getting out the bed
If anything I didn't want Siah to handle this before I could
YOU ARE READING
.𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝟖𝐂.
Random"I know you're tired of sorry's.." - an extended-clip original
