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( literally not edited fr & i been drinking so excuse any bs, i'll fix it all by tomorrow. no hunxho!)CHAPTER ONE:
" DETROIT PLAYA."£
" Won't get a response from me, ain't no confessions. Before I tell a lie, won't tell you nothin'. Anytime I got you, girl you my possession. Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection."
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° 1 year later.°
5/17/2023.
Satya Messiah Baker | Tia.
Detroit, MI
________________________" On my son and my daughter that's onna' way? You a rat ass bitch Messiah! Cause I know for a fact? That nigga Skilla gone be out that way today, but that's ight. On my soul? I promise to God it is!" Treyvon shouted angrily, from the other end of our phone call.
" Yo thirsty ass prolly' out thea' being a hoe? And some mo' shit too. But on my mama? I swear it's good Messiah. Cause my otha' bitch? Would neva do no foul ass shit like this bruh."
" Girl, if I wanted to hear you and Treyvon argue? Then I would've just stayed at home, and called you on FaceTime or something." My best friend of six years named Yarah, stated dryly.
Pinching the bridge of her nose, all while shaking her head back and forth. " Like I'm for real, Messiah."
" I know, I knowww." I dragged out lowly, gaining up the courage to hang up on Treyvon after a while. Once the sight of my older brother's car had caught my eyesight. Along with Skilla's and Diamante's.
Which made both Yarah and I, begin to glance at one another with quickness. As we gave each other's outfits a once over, before beginning to approach the side of Taymond's car slowly.
Getting hit into the face with smoke almost immediately, after he had swung open his driver's door. Allowing all of the smoke that had been trapped inside from him hot boxing, to come rushing out into the air directly afterwards.
" Wassup Cakes." Side hugging me roughly, not caring about the way he was beginning to ruffle up my hair. Taymond had placed a chaste kiss, onto the side of my forehead after.
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