Setting
Drive by's and house shootings are very common in this part of Hoover street's territory, as it's halfway between the west side and the east side. Heroin, crack, coke , and oxycontin are the drugs of chice for most of the locals.
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"No." He thought to himself, despite his response.
"Yeah, I definitely would. Trust me, everything's perfect." He said as he kissed her, trying to hide the fact that this was an obliviously obvious lie. He wanted to be truthful, but how could he? This wasn't some sort of small issue they could work out, this was, one of them needed to leave. Simple and plain. He wasn't sure how he could leave, she had never left him. This was going to be hard, but he decided to enjoy his last day with her.
They reached the "City of gold" after a good 15 minutes of driving. It was rich, too rich. Gold lined everything. It was disrespect. He hated them for it, for all of it. These people were the ones who made the slums, so they could sleep on silk, eat with golden spoons, own a 23 bedroom house just to be able to say you have more bedrooms than your neighbour. It was disgusting. These people, they were filth.
They arrived at the arena a few minutes early. Rakim put out his blunt, and hopped out of the Caddy.
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River allowed him the kiss, she felt it in her heart he wasn't being truthful but she wanted to trust him, she did. She let it alone for the rest of the ride.
Soon they were in Beverly Hills. River's family was wealthy but these people were millionaires, they didn't have to want for anything yet that's all they seemed to do, River wondered if that's what he thought about her. She knew better then to think that so she abandoned the thought.
Once he pulled over, she got out of the car and grabbed her gear. The smell was what struck her first. It had be en too long but now, standing hee, taking in the smell of the ice, she felt right at home. It took all she had not to run to the floor. She smiled to herself as she pulled her skates from her bag. "Did you want to rent of skates" She asked him. The conversation in the car still bothering her some as she slipped on her skates.
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