DESIRE

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Please do not read this book if you haven't read My Drug first.

For who read this book already re read it because This chapter edited, now. And i added new things.

Thank you and enjoy

↝𝐾𝑒'𝑗𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝐵𝑟𝑦𝑎𝑛 𝐵𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑦↜
📍𝑀𝑖𝑎𝑚𝑖 ↭ 10𝑎𝑚
⚡𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐚⚡

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝟐𝐧𝐝

I popped another pill as i starred at Dua's picture.

I had a Frame made only for her.

I miss her soo much even thought I never was able to fix things with her.

I wanted to fix things with her when she would have got out the hospital. But she ruined it by leaving me, on my own.

Its been 3 years since I last seen her.

The last memory I had of her was her on that hospital bed and then her empty bed.

I was soo fucking hurt that I didn't even know how to act.

I have cops looking for her but they ain't shit, cause these nigga couldn't even find her no where near and told me that she must have left this city.

I looked at the picture one more time as I felt all the anger rush all the way back up again.

I took another pill chugging all of it down with water.

I took another pill bout to pop it in my mouth, only for me to get stopped.

"You going to kill yourself If you keep chugging on them pills like they your only way to survive." Ashanti, one of the lil Hoes I been fucking with these past years said.

I met her at this club the day the cops told me they ain't found Dua.

We had a one night stand and from there she ain't let me go. Ian even was that drunk. I just wanted to have a quick nut. And she was soo far good. Now ion fuck with ha pussy no more. It got loose.

"Shut the fuck up." I said glancing at her for a second seeing her pregnant belly which irritated me to the point I wanted to kill her ass.

I smacked my lips before I Turned my attention back to Dua's picture.

"I'm just tryna help..." She shrugged.

"Mane whatever. Nobody cares bout me anyways." I said.

She shrugged.

I smacked my lips as I starred at Dua. My dick went on hard.

"Why you always starring at that damn frame? She ain't even all that." Ashanti said.