THREE.

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THIS BOOK WILL ONLY HAVE TEN CHAPTERS.

"I know my nigga made it to heaven, I know it. Wish I could call his phone and tell him how it's going."

AMIR TURNER

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AMIR TURNER.

DREAMS. Where do we really go once we close our eyes? Another land? Another time? Do we unlock out deepest fears or do we unlock images of our past life? Future life? An alternative life? No one understands it. Our nightmares haunt us and our dreams keep us afloat. But once we wake up and can't remember some, where did it all go?

Droplets of sweat started to form on Amir's body as she laid on a beach chair with a Strawberry Lemonade Vodka slushee in hand. She had finally gotten around to texting Hue back but received no response. It wasn't like him. She had to relax her mind or she'd lose it even more. She had also gotten the phone call that Gino and Chi were shot to death on the I-95 on their way home from the studio. Her heart was so heavy. Not for her but for Hue. He was losing childhood friends left and right.

"Mir." Ouni voice said snapping her out of her thoughts. She peeked out from under her big sun hat.

"Huh?"

"I said your phone is ringing." Amir looked down and damn near dropped her drink trying to answer her phone.

"Herbert? I'm so sorry I've been ignoring you. Where are you? Can I come where you are? Please?" She said all in one breath with tears instantly coming to her eyes.

"Nah.. I need you to stay with Ouni and I need you to listen to me, Ight? I love you, you know that right? Since I've met you, you've been the one thing to hold me together. My best friend for sure. The only girl I've ever loved more than myself and did anything for. After tonight, I don't think I'll be coming back—"

"You're leaving me?" She croaked out. She could almost feel every part of her heart breaking. It was a feeling that couldn't be described. "Herbert you can not leave me! I need you! How could you even think about leaving me? After all I've cried to you about, you wanna leave me too?"

"You wouldn't understand it now but I made a promise. If you ever hear about your boy on the news just know I did all this shit for you and I'd do it a million times again. I love you." That was five years ago and the last time that she heard from him. No text. No call. No trace. He was gone and dead for all she knew.

FIVE YEARS LATER.

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