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It had been 7 hours already in this damn car, i rolled the window down to have some fresh air and continued to blast music
"Hows your syncope shit going?" June randomly asked
"Oh shit, you still remeber that! Its all gone now" I said
"Aint syncope, when you have temporary subconcious loss when you lacking blood?" Nicki asked
"Yep"
"She smart, smart?" June said
"What can i say, i did my degree on hospitality" she shrugged
"Forreal?? I like that" i said
"I did my degree on hospitality" june mimicked in a lower tone
I eyed him through the drivers mirror and rolled my eyes.
"But wait.. why would you be lacking blood?! You sick or something?" She asked
Me and june where quiet for a while, during the silence we where both thinking about how last year chyna shot me and i woke up from that comma, to later find out i suffered from blood loss.
But why did God allow me to survive from that and allow her to die.. i always knew she was too weak and fragile to survive a shot.. yet i still lead her to a battle field knowing the risks.
I was selfish, all because i wanted her .. this is why your destined for lonliness David.
"Nothing you need to worry about mamas" i mumbled
June looked at me "Mamas? really" he scoffed
"How old are you?" I asked him as i chuckled "and one more hour till its your bitch ass turn to drive" i continued
Nicki sniggered and sighed
"Gon' be a long ass drive" she said
"So what we gon' do when we see tucci? The mara gone and so is our money" june whispered.
I turned the music up so nicki couldnt hear our conversation
"June, i got people dont worry bout it" i told him
