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I know that you are disconnected you,

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I know that you are disconnected you,

Pulled away and I. Miss your presence.

I, always said to ya.

Kehlani's voice boomed through my beats pill as I laid on my bed doing homework. It was close to eight o clock and my father was at work. As always.

He left me here to unpack which I wasn't doing. He can't leave me to do all the work.
My blinds was closed since the moon was out and my little lamp made the room light up.

I sat with some comfortable cotton shorts on a regular college t shirt and some fuzzy socks. My hair was in a bun and I had my glasses on.

In my comfortable type shit.

My mothers picture was set up across my room and my dresser where all my makeup resided. I ordered some Chinese and was waiting for it to arrive. I ordered it a while ago actually so they was actually taking longer than usual.

My phone lit up and my father was calling me.

I slid answer and put it on my shoulder holding it up to my ear.

"Hey Dad."

"Good evening baby, what are you doing?"

More like goodnight.

"Doing my homework."

"Good, you ordered some food?"

"Mhm. Chinese, should be here any minute."

"Save some for me, everything is going to be closed when I leave here."

I frowned. "What time you think you'll be home?"

"Around 12:00 baby." He sighed.

Damn. I can never see his ass.

"Okay, well. I'll see you in the morning."

"I love you honey. Get some rest."

"I love you too, dad." I hung up the phone and sucked up the tears that threatened to fall down my face.

He was never home when I needed him to be. It's like ever since I started high school he'd be gone more and more. It's like he never had time for me and it sucked because we have always been conjoined at the hip. Since I didn't have my mother I had him.

He'll come around. Or at least I hoped he would. I was going crazy.

The doorbell rung and I slid out of my bed throwing open my door and walking down one set of stairs to the big ass front door.

I looked out the peep hole and to my surprise it wasn't who I thought it was.

What the fuck could he want at nine o clock at night?

I cracked open the door and stuck my head out. "How may I help you?"

Corey scratched his head and hid the grimace on his face. Though I could see it perfectly. It's alright though.

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