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I was laying on my bed doing my homework. Except I couldn't focus because I was focused on Misha.

I am a fuckup. This is exactly the reason why I dont get into relationships, because I fuck them up.

My phone dinged and my heart began racing as I saw it was a message from Misha.

Misha : Open the door.

I furrowed my eyebrows but got up anyways. I opened the door and came face to face with Misha kissing some blonde.

Me: Seriously?

They broke away and Misha turned towards me.

Misha: Yep. See this is what you and I couldve had, but you decided to be a bitch and cheat on me.

Wait what? I never cheated.

Me: I didnt cheat-

Misha: Stop fucking lying, Ciara! I caught you and that nigga in the same fucking bed! My got damn bed!

I jumped by her yelling.

Me: A nigga? I dont fuck around with niggas and you know that Misha. I dont know what the hell happened to your brain or what the hell this little dwarf put in it but the reason why Im mad at you is cause you shot two girls to death, never told me you were a drug dealer and lied to me about your real damn name.

Her eyes widened.

Misha: How the fuck do you know about that cause I sur- wait it doesnt matter. You know too much any damn ways.

She pulled out her gun and put it to my temple, before I could even blink she pulled the trigger.

I sat up in bed gasping for air with tears running down my face. I looked around and saw I was in my room. I had homework beside me and all over my bed and my phone was off the charger.

The door opened and Andi came in.

Andi: What happened?

Me: I um. I had a dream. Misha killed me.

Andi: That's you conscience telling you that Misha's thinking abiut you. Go make this right.

Me: I-I cant. Im scared.

Andi: Of what? Her killing you?

I nodded.

Andi: She's not going to kill you. If she wanted to, I guarantee you she would've did it already.

I only looked down while wiping my tears.

Andi: Do you miss her?

Me: Yes! I miss her so damn much. I almost dont even care if she was a drug dealer.

Andi: And why is that?

Me: Because she treated me so well and we weren't even dating. She bought me thingsb even when I didnt ask her to, she was so gentle with me.

Andi: And she didnt put you in any danger did she?

Me: No. I felt so safe with her.

Andi: So what's stopping you from going to her house right now?

Me: Nothing.

I quickly got up and slipped on a long shirt over my bra and compression shorts. I looked at Andi and engulfed her in a hug.

Me: Thank you so much and I forgive you for not telling me. I came to a conclusion that you knew I was happy with her.

Andi: You know I just want you happy. I love you.

Me: I love you too.

We pulled back and I grabbed my phone and keys.

Me: Would she be at her house or a trap?

Andi: I'll ask Naomi.

Me: Okay.

While she called Naomi, I went into the bathroom to wash my face. I went back out and heard Andi on the phone.

Andi: Yeah she forgave me but is Misha at her house or the trap.

Silence.

Andi: Okay thank you.

They hung up and Andi turned to me with a frown.

Me: What?

Andi: Misha is at the trap.

I tensed up a bit.

Andi: Would you be okay to go there?

Me: Alone no, but what if you came with me?

Andi: Okay sure.

She grabbed her keys and we walked out in our pajamas.

Andi: Naomi promised me that she wasnt going to tell Misha that you were coming.

Me: Okay.

We got in her car and she sped off.

Me: Seriously though, thank you for all you've done to help Misha and I.

Andi: Yeah of course. Like I said, I just want you happy. We've been friends forever, I hate when your unhappy.

I smiled and looked out the window as she drove.

About thirty minutes later, we were pulling up. We got out and she led me up to the door. She knocked and the door opened to reveal Naomi. She let us in and I looked around. There were naked girls bagging up weed, people cleaning and reloading guns, and people looking at us.

Naomi: Its okay, Ciara. None od these people will hurt you. If they do, Misha will have their heads on a platter.

I nodded and began tapping my nails together, something I did when I was really nervous.

Naomi: Go up these steps and its the last door. That's where Misha is.

Me: Okay, thanks.

I quickly ran up to steps and I got even more nervous as I neared the door. I shakily knocked and heard a faint come in. I opened the door and closed it behind me.

Misha was sitting behind a desk writing on some papers.

Misha: Sit down.

I wonder if she knows its me.

Me: No. Im okay.

She stopped writing and slowly looked up and me. I guess she didnt know it was me.

Misha: What're you doing here, Ciara.

Me: To apologize. I-

Misha: Its w-

Me: Shut up and listen to me.

She put her pen down and leaned back in her chair, looking at me.

Misha: Talk.

I took in a shaky breath.

Me: Im sorry. Im so damn sorry. I had no right to say that cause truth is, I'd probably cry if you went to jail or prison cause then you'd be even further away from me. Misha, I um. I forgive you for not telling me anything but Im still a teeny bit mad but I'll get over it.

Misha: You came here, somewhere you know you would hate to be at, to apologize?

Me: Yeah I mean if that doesnt prove Im sorry, then I dont know what will.

She smirked and got up. She walked towards me and and stood infront of me. My eyes lingered on her lips.

Me: Fuck it.

I grabbed her neck and brought her down to my height since she was taller than me by about three inches or so and connected our lips. Our lips moved perfectly in sink and she grabbed my waist, pulling me into her body. I licked her bottom lip asking for entrance and she granted it. Our tongues fought for dominance and her won. She picked me up and laid me on the desk. I wrapped my legs around her waist as her kisses turned it hickey creating and her lips moved down my neck. I let our a slight moan as she nipped at my neck. She moved back up to my lips and pecked them before putting her forehead against mine.

Me: So, am I forgiven?

Misha: Yeah.

I smiled and pecked her lips. The door opened and I heard a deep voice.

Person: Oh sorry boss.

Misha: Go away, Manny.

Person: I just thought that you'd like to know who was stealing from you.

Misha: Put them in the room. I'll be down in a few.

Person: Yes boss.

The door closed and Misha got up.

Misha: Im not giving up the trap though.

Me: I wouldn't ask you to. I just want you back in my life.

Misha: I never left it princess.

I smiled and rolled off of the desk while she sat back in her chair.

Misha: Your coming home with me tonight.

Me: What if I didnt want to.

Misha: You dont have a choice.

I playfully rolled my eyes and sat on the couch.

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Chapter Twenty.

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