Obsession.

7.

Jahmier pov.

"So you're telling me dia actually let you hit?" Jay and Derrick say wide eyed. "What about ole girl you used to talk to?" Derrick says. "What about her" I say shrugging. "I'm just saying diamonté got her own shit going on. She do hair and she about to move out you think that she wanna sit around with a rapper nigga who sell drugs? Nah." Derrick says laughing. Thoughts began to invade my mind. What if she truly didn't care about me.

I get distracted with my phone ringing seeing its dia.
Diamonté pov.

"Cmon pick up" I say frantically trying to get him to answer. "Girll hang that damn phone up. We don't chase no nigga." Chanel says. I let out a cackle. "Girll after last night? I'm chasing chasing!" I yell. "Bitch what tf you mean after last night?" Chanel yells back. "Me and jahmier "hooked up" I guess." I say quietly.

"Wait really? Was it good?" She says wide eyed. "So good. He said he wanted to take me out to dinner and go back to his place. His mama kicked him out but he got a penthouse somewhere." I say packing my clothes.

Time skip to the date
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Jahmier pov

"Where are we going jahmier?" Diamonté says with her head in her phone. "It's a surprise dummy." I say back to her. Diamonté sighs as we get to our destination. Opening the door for her she sees that the restaurant is empty. I rented it out for her, I just wanted to make her feel special

Diamonté's face has surprised all on it "where's everyone Jahmier?" She asks confused. "I rented it out for us." I state. "Really? You didn't have to do that. Or these beautiful flowers." She says smiling holding them. "Just wanted you to feel special and show I'm really trying." I say lowly.

Diamonté pov.

Jahmier surprised me today and I'm just so happy. I never felt loved like this especially from a man. I felt like I was special for once in a way. After we left he dropped me off. "Who's flowers?" My mom asks walking into my room. "Mine. Jahmier gave em to me." I say looking at my computer. "Hmmm.. I know him. That's Linda son. He's a drug dealer. Don't associate with him." She says rubbing her head.

"He's not even a bad guy. He's so nice mama. Don't you see the flowers?" I say annoyed. "Yeah yeah the flowers nice and all but I'm just saying you want your kids to be fathered by a criminal without a real job?" She says. "I mean he just doesn't sell. He makes music too." I say looking at her.

"Well know grandchild is coming in my house that is fathered by a gang banging criminal." She yells. "Kids? Who mentioned anything about kids?" I shout back. "Diamonté please. I know when you're active and when you're not." She yells back.

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