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Ladi Kamara Waters. Indolence Los Angeles, California
"The fuck..." I looked at my cleaned out closet, the first thing I did when I got home.
I only stayed at Havens house for a few hours then I went to my grandmas.
When I say my mama threw away all my good/ hoochie clothes? Baby she threw away ALL of them.
I had no cropped shirts, no ripped jeans. My closet looked like a little child's.
"Look at God." I heard Legend say.
"Please leave me alone." I spoke lowly.
"Yo' parents would like to speak to you." He said before leaving without closing my door.
I replied to a few messages before going downstairs, the only reason I had my phone back was because I still had to make my money some way.
Nobody really said anything to me so I guess my reputation wasn't completely ruined, only thing was all niggas wanted to do was fuck but that's been a problem so I'm used to it.
I came down and sat at the dinner table in awkward ass silence.
"Hm." My dad handed me a ugly ass card.
It was actually cute but I was mad.
"I don't want that." I frowned.
"Why would y'all put out a missing persons report on me? I was right up the street." I spoke.
Legend just posted a picture of me sleep with the caption "Bra find her ass."
???
"Shit maybe if you wasn't inna streets we wouldn't have to." Legend smartly remarked.
"Mouth." My mama warned.
"Nah fuck that, I'm always lying for her ass. If you wasn't out here tryna be grown n shit this wouldn't have happened." He stood up, fuck he wanna do get active innis hoe?
The fuck typa twin is he? I swear I hate my whole family new family me please.
"So you saying this my fault?" I scoffed and stood up too.
