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Tuesday 4:30 pm

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Tuesday 4:30 pm.

I sat on the couch in my room rolling up a joint. I knew I should've stopped Bailey from getting out the car, but I didn't know what to say.

I was so angry and embarrassed.

I was so excited to tell her about my day, and tell her everything I found out about my dad, but when I got to her school and saw that nigga in the black truck again, I couldn't think straight.

I owed her an apology.

I checked my phone and saw I had no notifications so I sent her a text.

Can we talk?

I waited for a response.

The message showed read.

Bebe, please!

I got homework.
Maybe 2moro.

I fucked up. I slap myself in the forehead.

Ok

I sat my joint down and changed into some basketball shorts and a tee shirt. I threw on my Nike slides and placed my joint behind my ear grabbing my car keys and wallet.

I wanted to give her some time, so I decided to go back to my apartment for the night because If I didn't leave I knew I'd end up at her front door step.

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