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Simone Laysia Brown
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December 22nd

We have been in Atlanta, Georgia for about a day now and so far, ain't shit happen.

I have not been out since we touched down here because number one. I am not used to this place and secondly these niggas done got bodyguards to follow us(My mom, Nessa and I) around and it is so irritating. I can't even use the bathroom because every five seconds the guards asking me, "you okay over there, Lady Lee" , like sir, I am trying to shit, whatchu you think?

Nessa and I are still not speaking and I will not lie and say I do not miss my best friend because I do. I hate this cordial relationship we have but I can't help but feel a way towards her because she didn't see a change in me while I was involved with Landon so that's what I'm bugged by.

And I understand her side of the matter because I kept all this shit from her and expected her to take it and deal with it so I admit that I am wrong there.

But I got this lil bitch in my head called pride and because I got that, I can't bring myself to apologize to my best friend and I know I should swallow my pride and apologize if I really value our friendship which I do but I just can't.

She needa put in the work as well, tho.

Landon has not sent me a text since yesterday so that should be good I guess, I wouldn't exactly know.
But my thing is, how the fuck did this man get out of prison because it does not make sense to me.

He got 40 felonies, 21 convictions and he got four convictions from my cases against him and here are the convictions;

Rape
Illegal marriage with a minor
Arson
Attempted murder(first degree)

So in conclusion, the system is shit and the world is fucked and you can tell from this that Landon is not to be played with so how in the actual fuck did they let him go?

I heard a knock on my bedroom door, "Come in". I said and the door creaked open

Nessa came in and closed the door, "Hey". She said

I looked at her, "Hi". I said

She pointed towards the bed I sat on, "I can sit?". She asked

I shrugged, "Issa free country girl, this ain't even my bed". I said chuckling making her do the same as she sat on the bed

She cleared her throat, "I know we ain't on the best terms but there is something I have to tell you, life changing type shit". She said reaching for my hand

I grabbed her hand, "What is it?". I asked

"Actually let me show you, I'm still in disbelief, I can't put it in words"

She handed me an envelope.

I eyed the envelope confused, what could be in this shit.

I shook the envelope. Okay so the bitch ain't heavy, it's very light, so what is in here?

I furrowed my eyebrows, "Ain't shit in here?". I asked making her roll her eyes

She sucked her teeth, "Bitch, I can't believe you. It's something in there, open it". She said making me smack my mouth

Prolly ain't shit in this envelope.

"You sure there's something in here, this bitch is light". I said making her chuckle

Ain't seen her smile in a while.

She shrugged, "I saw the shit Simone, open the envelope". She said making me nod my head

I peeled the envelope open and dug in it feeling something.

I chuckled, "Oh so there is something in it". I said making her smacking her mouth

She laughed, "Just take it out, babe". She said making me laugh

I took the thing out, it was a paper actually more of a sonogram.

My bitch is pregnant.

My eyes widened, "Vanessa Jess Simons, you're pregnant?!". I damn near whisper-yelled

She shook her head, "Simone, you're pregnant"

Well damn, that get back a murfucka.

Welp, things took a turn
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