𝗘𝘅𝗰𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗠𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀💙
𝘿𝙞𝙤𝙧 𝙍𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙤𝙣
"Wake your ass up" Carter clashed pots together over my head.
"Im up" I put a pillow over my face.
"Mommy gon be here in like 30 minutes." He sat at the edge of my bed.
"The fact she thinks i'm going with her is very funny" I rubbed all the morning crust out my eyes.
"Dior honestly you don't got a choice... If they start with the bullshit call me and i'll air that bitch out" Carter shrugged. "Try to not talk back though... Your mouth can get mad fucking reckless sometimes"
"Respect is not given, it's earned. They honestly would never really earn my respect, mommy cared more about her work than anything else Carter. You wasted your teenage years raising me. I'm surprised you even forgave them for that shit." I shook my head.
"I found peace with myself Dior, all that holding grudges and shit was all left alone when I found my peace. You should try to do the same."
"Bro how the fuck am I supposed to do that when I have all this childhood trauma I never speak on... Carter it's so much shit i'll never bring up because I don't want to see you in a cell." I paused. " You just don't understand"
"Dior help me understand bro, all this hiding shit from me isn't getting you anywhere." he spoke getting aggravated.
"Listen, can we talk about this another time, I gotta get ready"
Carter agreed and left the room. He was a very impulsive person. If I would tell him anything about somebody hurting me, he wouldn't hesitate to kill a nigga.
I grabbed a couple of outfits and threw them in my suitcase, i refused to stay there longer than a couple of months, she had me fucked up. I was applying to multiple colleges, I was graduating early since I did online school it was easier for me to get more work done. I wanted to just disappear from all the extra shit, I wanted to focus on my future career and future self.
After like 30 minutes I finally finished packing most of my belongs. My so called mother called and said she was outside.
"You ready?" Carter opened my room door. I nodded letting him take my suitcase.
"I love you, call me if you need anything" He pulled me into a hug after putting my stuff in the trunk. "I love you too".
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𝗕𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿 𝗝𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀𝗼𝗻
"Yo, you good?" Trey questioned as I zoned out again at the studio.
"Yeah bro" I rubbed the top of my blue durag.
"You need to get that bi- respectable young lady off your mind" One of the little niggas that be in the studio with us spoke.
His little ass better be glad he caught his self quickly. Niggas knew how I rocked when it came to Dior.
We were in the studio for a couple of hours. Everybody was exhausted per usual. I turned around seeing Napps storm into the studio all mad and shit.
"Yo ,You still talk to Kay'lani?" He took off his hoodie walking towards Carter.
Carter sat there with a smile on his face unbothered.
"Nigga I asked you a question" Napps spoke with more tone in his voice.
"Don't you got a baby momma to take care of? Fuck you in my face for?" Carter rolled his blunt.
"Nah nigga fuck all that politicking, I heard you was still fucking with her, stand the fuck up and fight me bitch, i'm not about to keep doing this back and forth"
"I thought I already told you this bro, I don't fight big niggas, race me instead." Carter shrugged.
Napps was fed up, he punched Carter right in the fucking jaw. Napps was a monster when he was mad, Carter jumped up and started handling his own though.
"You got me fucked up" They squared up.
"I eat those" Napps wiped his lip after Carter punched him in his shit.
"I can tell" Carter looked down at Napps belly.
They started going at it again, It was so much aggression in them so they both took it out on each other.
"This is ghetto" Xiarra shook her head as they starting fucking shit up. "Somebody break that shit up!" She screamed in shock as Napps threw Carter on a table.
Trey, Dread and I rushed over there trying our best to separate them. Dafi just sat on the couch recording and laughing.
"Dafi get your yellow ass up and help!" Xiarra nudged Dafi.
"Ight calm down bro" I held Napps back. "You don't understand Pop, I'm going to violate that little nigga" Napps chest heaved up and down.
"Nigga come violate me then and see if I don't empty the clip on your ass and raise your child as my own bitch" Carter laughed trying to break out of Dafi and Trey's hold. "Don't forget, all it takes is one text and Kaylani gon be on her knees for me bro"
"Fuck" I spoke as Napps broke out of my hold storming towards Carter.
"AHHH" Dafi screamed running away making sure Napps didn't charge his skinny ass. Napps ass ran over there like a fucking bull.
He charged him knocking Carter on the floor. Carter was still holding his own surprisingly.
"Ight thats enough" Trey spoke seeing both of them leaking. Everybody in the studio helped separating them. I grabbed Carter walking him outside.
"You good bro" We got to his car, he nodded still heated.
"How's your sister" I questioned not really giving a fuck about their fight.
"She moved back into her mother's crib" He licked the blood off of his lip.
"Oh word? They worked it out?"
"Nah but Dior had no choice but to go home, she only 17" He shook his head
"Imma pay her little ass a visit, I know she don't wanna be there" I shook my head. Carter and I spoke for a couple more minutes before I hopped in my range rover making my way to Dior's mother's house.
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Her mother lived in Queens, the drive wasn't that far though. I drove down her block bumping YFN Lucci Missing You. I parked across the street and turned down the music.
𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴'💙
-𝗯𝗼𝘆𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝘂𝘁𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 💀
𝗽𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗮💙
-𝘂𝗻𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸 𝘆𝗼' 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗼𝘄
𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴'💙
-𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝘂𝗻𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱.
I stepped out the car seeing Dior throw blankets that were tied up like a rope down from her window so I could climb it.
"I'm too big for this shit" I mumbled trying to climb it. Her little ass was struggling to pull me up.
"Fuckk!" I whispered yelled falling back onto the ground making the outside lights on the house come on.
Dior sat in the window laughing. After a couple of try's I finally got up there.
"Poppa what you doing here?!" She pulled me into a tight hug.
"I heard you moved back home, I wanted to see if you were good." I kissed her forehead.
"How you been" I asked as she laid herself down on the bed pulling me next to her.
"I've been okay, trying to find myself. You?"
"I've been decent, tryna focus on this music shit but I keep getting distracted, I really miss your little ass" I shook my head.
"I miss you too, but i'm still learning how to love myself, putting all my energy into a relationship is only gonna bring me down again pa" She spoke rubbing my chest.
"What Jhené Aiko say?"- I paused. "I love me enough for that both of us" I sung
"Boy if you don't get the fuck on" She laughed.
"But deadass though Dior, how long you expect me too wait for?"
"If you really loved me Bashar you would wait until I was ready, but I also understand that you're young and you wanna have fun, so if you're really ready to let go I won't be angry."
I loved her ass a little too much for me too just let go, so I waited, well I tried to.
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𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 6𝗸 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘀 💙 𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘆𝗮𝗹𝗹💙💙
𝗦𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗣𝗼𝗽 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗗𝗶𝗼𝗿?
𝗜𝘀 𝗗𝗶𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝘁?
𝗧𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗡𝗮𝗽𝗽'𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗿'𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗹 𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘂𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻🌚
𝗕𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗜 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗜 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝘀𝗮𝘆..☟︎
𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗕𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗳 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗬𝗼𝗿𝗸💙
𝗪𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗣𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗮💙🥺𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱'𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝟮𝟭 𝘁𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘆💙
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