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"Who was that?" I mumbled waking up on the floor.
All I remember from yesterday was me seeing Von then I passed out.
But it can't be.
I'm bout to call the funeral home we went to and see if the casket was empty.
"Hello this is Katie from suck my dick funeral home how may I assist you?" The lady on the phone said.
"Hey um my boyfriend died last year and we had his 'funeral' on June tenth, was there a body in the casket, it should be on your papers." I explained.
"Is his name Dayvon Bennett?" She asked.
"Yes."
"Weird, on the files it says he was cremated, but on his death paper it says the casket was empty." She told me.
Wtf is going on.
"So y'all buried an empty casket into the ground?" I asked.
"We don't really know if it was empty." She said.
"Mk thanks." I said hanging up not giving her time to say anything back.
I wanted dayvons phones so I can get our pictures off of there.
But idk where it is, so I'm finna call opp out durk.
After 2 rings he answered.
"Yo wassup Dess whatchu on gang?" He asked.
"I'm not yo gang, and my name is Destynee, and I'm not on shit for you to know, but anyways do you go Vons phone?" I asked.
"Yea why?" He asked.
"Uhh because dats my nighas phone and I want our pictures out of dere." I explained.
"I'll send them to you."
"Fuck no I wanna do it myself yo opp ass don't need da shit anyways." I said.
"I'm not a opp bro stop saying dat shit." He said.
"I'm bout to kill dis bitch." I mumbled.
"Huh?" He said.
I hung up.
I'm really about to kill durk.
Bout to send his ass to Von. Cause his creator don't want him.
I grabbed my strap, and dats it cause ion need no mask.
It's around 5:00 so it's all dis DAMN TRAFFIC.
I kept beeping my horn trying to exit the highway to durks house.
