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𝑇𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝐼𝑛 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐶𝑙𝑢𝑏

Tears In The Club + FKA Twigs

Buckhead Atlanta
11:34 PM
Cortez Cario Ramirez

All the vlogs, and the tea pages were going crazy. The shade room and the shade room teens had posted the video. Fans and niggas that simply hated tez was posting and tagging him and chopping it up in the comments. As usual Cortez had done it again and this time he didn't know how his team was going to fix this but he didn't give a fuck. He just simply didn't... He could careless what the media thought about him or what he did.

He was on the game playing 2k in the living room of his penthouse apartment when the front door sung open and in stomped his off and on girlfriend of two years Carmen. She kicked off her heels and tossed her birkin bag to the side.

"What the fuck is this Cortez!" Carmen yelled as she stormed toward him holding the phone up where he could see the post that the shade room had posted. In the video Cortez saw himself slapping the shit outta two females and punching a security guard at the club.

"The fuck does it look like Carmen?" Cortez responded as he paused his game. He placed his controller to the side of him. Grabbing the lighter from off the coffee table and the blunt that he rolled about thirty minutes ago from behind his ear, he put it in between his plump lips and lit it.

"It look like you beating on two fucking women! What the fuck happened so bad you had to put your hands on females!" Carmen screamed at him as she tossed her phone at him. Cortez mugged her and threw the phone to the side. It smacked up against the wall.

"Them bitches we're tryna drug my drink and set me up to be robbed. Them hoes better be glad ian shoot they dumb asses." Cortez responded in a raspy voice. Carmen dropped the angry look on her face and rushed to comfort her boyfriend.

"Nahhh fuck that. Stay the fuck over there ion need that fake ass shit right now." Cortez snapped. He took another pull from his blunt and closed his eyes.

"Tez I'm sorry I didn't call you first." Carmen tried to apologize.

"Yeah okay. Leave me alone." Cortez said as his phone started ringing off the hook. He looked at the screen and smacked his teeth hard at his manager calling him.

Answering the phone, he placed it on speaker and continued to smoke.

"Wassup Valerie." He managed to get out before she started going off on him.

"Cortez what the fuck happened tonight?" Valarie's voice boomed through the phone.

"Them bitches tried to set me up and get me robbed me Valerie I was defending myself." Cortez explained to her. He snatched his hair out the ponytail it was in and ran his hands through his hair massaging his scalp. He felt a slight headache coming on.

"Oh my god. Look Tez we can fix this. We have a meeting at 10 am tomorrow with your PR team. Please just act like you have some sense, wake up in the right side of the bed please and I'll see you in the morning." Valarie responded.

"Alright goodnight." Cortez responded. Everybody was blowing his damn high. The call ended and Cortez powered his phone off for the rest of the night. He so badly wanted to get on live and go smack the fuck off, but he ensured his team that he would work on his public outbursts.