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There was more to me than just being Kyle's chick on the side. Kyle and I are in a relationship. Yes, I work for Damien in the traps too. That's how I met Kyle. I know about his li'l fiancee, Ivy. It's cool. I know my place, and I play it well. I've never seen the chick in person though until I pulled up to Stanley's Steakhouse with my sister.
"Alex, ain't that Kyle right there," Shawna asked me.
I looked around and my eyes landed on Kyle and some pregnant girl. That must be Ivy, I said to myself.
"Yeah, that's him and his fiancee," I told her.
"Fiancee? That nigga is engaged!" She yelled loud as hell. People were staring at us.
"Shut up, Shawna. Yes, he's engaged. I knew he had a girlfriend when we got together."
"So you still doing that sidepiece shit. When are you gonna grow up, Alex? Why do you keep letting these niggas take advantage of you?"
Shawn is my older sister. She's also like my diary. When I have problems or issues, I go straight to her. She could be a bitch too though, and this is one of those times where I didn't wanna hear her shit.
I felt eyes on me and I looked up to see Kyle staring at me. He mouthed the words bathroom now, and I just nodded my head. Shawn was looking over the menu.
"Shawn, I'm finna go to the bathroom. I feel sick."
"Do you need me to come with you?" She asked looking up from the menu.
"No, that's okay. I shouldn't be too long."
She said okay and focused back on the menu. I got up and proceeded to the bathroom. They had a family bathroom, so I went inside there. There was a gentle knock at the door, and I opened it to see Kyle standing there.
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