Anastasia
2 weeks later.
It's finally May which meant my birthday was approaching.
It didn't mean anything, I haven't celebrated my birthday since I was 12. That was the age my dad told me you're grown now, figure shit out on your own.
I haven't talked to Key since I was at Kings house two weeks ago, I also haven't spoken to him either.
I see Key around school every day hanging with the girls she used to always talk about.
I choose to be the bigger person and show how it hasn't affected me and will not talk to her again. Doesn't matter how long we've been friends.
She hurt me.
I sighed loudly as I laid across my bed. My life was boring, everyday I do the same thing. School, eat, fight with my father, sleep, and repeat.
Just this morning I accidentally dropped an empty bowl for my cereal and woke him up.
He came downstairs and yelled at me and choked me.
I shook my head and decided to get out my thoughts if I wanted to be in a decent mood today.
I was about to get up when my phone vibrated.
Gunz- Wassup beautiful? 1:12pm
I sat thinking if I should respond. Maybe I can get a little info? No Anastasia are you dumb?!
I bit my bottom lip as I started typing.
Hello there-. 1:17pm
Gunz- I'm having a kick back tonight. I want you to slide thru baby.- 1:19pm
I would never go to such a thing, I get really nervous around a lot of people. But if I say yes I can get his address?
Okay sure. Where is it? 1:21pm
Gunz- 3250 Royal St. 1:22pm
Bingo.
See you later.- 1:23pm.
I got up and went into my closet. It was a little cold out so I settled on a blue jeans and a long white sleeve shirt.
I started to walk out my bedroom but I knew if walked to his house he would be upset with me.
I sat on my bed and pulled out my phone from my purse.
I scrolled through the contacts till I found the one I was looking for and hit call.
On the fourth ring he finally answered.
"Hello" he spoke with his accent heavy.
"Hello there king." It was quiet before I heard chuckle to himself before speaking.
"Wassup Miss Anastasia?"
"Nothing. Are you busy? I need to talk to you."
"We talkin now. Wass good lady?"
"Can we talk in person?" I responded softly.
"Aight. You want me to come get you?"
"Yes please if you don't mind."
"Ion mind baybeh, I'll see you." He responded before he hung up.
I blew out a breath and put my phone away.
Why does everytime I talk to even if it isn't in person he makes me feel.. happy? A breath of fresh air?
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FanfictionAnastasia Zula, straight A student, doesn't cause no drama and has only one friend finds her self caught up in so much more than just a school test. I promise the book is better than the description.