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U DO SET D BAR PRETTY HIGH COUZ BUT U AIN’T GETTIN TO HELL B4 US. DON’T DIE M & R BRAINY, BAD AND BOUJEE

"I wouldn't know, seems like you drugged me." "That I did....." "What's this about? Money?" Kiara laughed like she had just been told the best joke in the universe. "Oh goodness no. Hey B, she thinks it's about money!" Someone laughed and slowly walked towards her turning on the light. "You people are really snobby aren't you." He said. Robyn would know that voice and stupid face anywhere. Brett. "Arg. It's you, blurr face." "Oh I forgot you got a mouth on you."

' I teased. ' I'm not like you, bro. I haven't seen the right person. You on the other hand change girls anyhow. Do you have to go around with you see?' ' Relax man. I'm just enjoying myself. A little fun before I'm stuck with one girl won't hurt, right? Besides, I also haven't found the right person so we're on the same page.' I replied smiling slyly. ' Alright. If you say so.' ' I'm bored here. How about we go to the bar.' I suggested.

Brick takes a minute to calm himself when we feel Speed tense. “ I’m broken. It’s wrong.” Speed repeats. It is killing me to see her like this. But I also understand what Brick meant when he said she needed this. And I’m glad I put my faith in him for this. Smack. Smack. “ You are not broken.” Brick says. “ Yes, I am. My desires are wrong.” Speed cries. I just want to pick her up and hold her in my arms. But I have to wait. “ Smack. “ The people who did this to you are wrong. Not you, Kelley. Never you. You hear me.” Brick says with a smack. “ Answer me.” “ Yes, sir.” Speed whispers. “ Good, now do you want to be with us?” “ I can’t.” Speed whispers. She is losing her conviction. Smack. “

My little girl is such a fighter. “Yea, and the best part about that was you puked all over the place because of how dizzy you were. Oh, man, it was so funny. Ya looked like the girl from The Exorcist,” Brick continues laughing and hugging his sides in pain. The entire room breaks out into laughter, even Syl. “Well, I’m glad you get to laugh at my expense, again,” Syl scoffs, though she’s still smiling sweetly at Brick. The laughs and chuckles slowly fade, and the room becomes quiet. A soft knock on the door pulls everyone’s gaze in that direction.

Thankfully, I was wearing so many layers that it saved me from the severe damage. Standing on my feet I took a small pocket torch from my pocket. Lighting it I looked around. My brows meet together as I see that it is a long alley made of old very old times I was in. Having no other choice I took my first step forward only to take it back instantly while jumping a little in shock " Fuck! " I cursed in pain when the brick fell upon my feet. Neglecting the pain I moved ahead and again unexpectedly this time the brick from the top fell upon my head making me grit my teeth together while yelling " Yes! Kill me! Bloody bricks! Kill me! Kill me already! Bloody fuckers! ". To my disappointment, a b

“ok 1..2..3…” “This ain’t a fair fight, yeah, what a shared love, only so dry I get her wetter than ever four letters is never the question, she likes when I’m messy and I like when she’s undressing you’re looking in the wrong place for my love don’t think because you’re with me this is real you’re looking in the wrong place for my love don’t stop what you’re doing cause I like that too” Brianna? Why can’t you get out of my mind, I’m going crazy!!!

Brick by psychic brick. "What if it’s not enough?" The whisper escaped, small and vulnerable in the quiet garden. "What if Thorne’s fear spreads? What if the pack cracks before… before Ashton comes back?" *Anchor. Home.* The thought of him sent a familiar ache through my chest, a longing so sharp it momentarily pierced the layered calm. *Hold. Protect. Wait.*

Upgraded to life. *** Barry sent a video from his mate-marking. Watching him smile with his mate, I broke down. After everything—every sleepless night, every heartbeat of fear—I'd finally saved myself. New name. New city. Sunshine all year. My pup slept peacefully in the crib. I rocked it slow and hummed softly.

Bricklayer and Loren moved steadily to two additional tunes, considering both to focus on a progression of roars that thundered out of control, yet not loud enough for the individuals around them to remember. "It was heard just above us," Loren murmured, looking up. — I think it was. —What is that?—