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Its been officially 1 years since Fallon left Atlanta. And its still all hasn't register that her best friend had died. However, the incident that happened between her, Nathan, and August still played in her mind as if it happened yesterday.

"Nat what are you doing here?"

"I know you need somebody, especially dealing wit—

He was cut off with August connecting his fist to his jaw.

After that shit just got out of hand. Fallon just stood there, as if these two men wasn't at each other necks.

Finally Trey and Chris broke up the fight.

But that night she took a flight back to Cali. The only person knew about her whereabouts were Lee.

She flew out to Bora Bora a week later just to get away. If it wasn't Lee Lee calling or trying to contact her she didn't want to talk.

Finally relaxing from her workout, she laid there listening to her phone ring. Not wanting to be bother, she left it on the table as she went to go shower.

After her shower, she stood in front of the mirror with a towel wrapped around her body.

Dropping her towel she admired her body. She worked hard to get where she is now, working out and eating healthy wasn't as easy as people made it seem, but she was always taught that think you want the most don't come easy.

After getting dressed she head back into the living room and checked her phone.

34 missed calls within the last hour. As she was about to call the unknown number back a FaceTime call from Aaliyah came in.

Taking a seat she answered.

"Hey baby sis"

Her face soften when she seen tears rolling down her sister face.

"Lee lee whats wrong?" Fallon asked.

Struggling to get her words out, she calm down before speaking.

"It's August, he— he's was shot!" She said sobbing louder than before.

Feeling like someone stabbed her in the chest. She hung up the phone not wanting to believe what her sister told her.

- to be continued

- to be continued

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