8. 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖.

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DeVante saw the video.

Much to Dalvin's surprise, he was calm about it. Much calmer than when he saw the 'Let's get Married' video they did with Jagged Edge.

"Mm.....okay," DeVante nodded by the end of the video.

"Okay? That's it?!" Dalvin furrowed his eyebrows, completely shocked by his reaction.

"Yup."

Dalvin thought that De had completely lost it. Little did he know, De was about to show a whole different side of him that even Dalvin wasn't prepared for.

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"Well, apparently I didn't fuck with her back then, but now I do because she's 'up right now'....a reckless, entitled, miserable, suicidal, alcoholic is 'up' apparently. Like bruh..fuck outta here." 

The audience of The Tonight Show gasped, as that threw them completely off guard. The host, Jay Leno couldn't even believe it and he's more than used to hearing reckless shit.

"Fuck De," Dalvin spoke under his breath as he pinched the bridge of his nose.
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"WHAT. THE. FUCK!" Izzy screamed as she stared at her TV in shock along with Dino and Xina. Without another word she raced to her mobile phone to call their manager Miss. Tia. She found that her phone was already ringing, Miss Tia had beaten her to the punch.

"I AM GOING TO KILL DE!" Miss Tia yelled furiously.

"Not if I do it the fuck first! How could he do this to me!? It was just a fuckin video!"

"Izzy don't worry, I am going to fix this! I'll fix it!" Tia said frantically.

"I WANT OUT OF THIS LABEL, NOW," Izzy yelled before hanging up and slamming her phone on the table. 

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"Oh God...Where is she? Is she there?" Mina asked Xina over the phone. At the time she was in Oakland visiting her man Tupac.

"She's on the phone with Tia, she's mad as fuck right now," Xina watched along with Dino as Izzy went berserk.

"Fuck! I knew we shouldn't have done this video, why'd we do this damn videooo," Mina threw her head back as she pinched the bridge of her nose with her free hand.

"Yeah nahh y'all definitely shouldn't have done the video," Pac instigated in the back as she shook his head at the TV with a 40 in his hand. Mina glanced back at him as to say 'really Nigga?'

"You're not helping Pac."

"I'm just sayin Teh," he shrugged.
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"See now we asked her ass if she was sure she wanted to do the video, and she said yes. Now look. A fuckin cluster fuck, all of it!" Emani vented to her man Static. They'd been dating for a few months now and she was more than grateful to have him. He balances her out, keeps her sane through all the craziness that's been going on.

"Maan I know De is fed up and all, but he ain't have to do this shit maan. I feel like this shit is gon split the label up fa'sho," Static shook his head.

"All I know is, this better not fuck with my money. I love Izzy, but at the end of the day the group and our reputation has to come first. And the only people who can fix this shit is De and Izzy, now pass the blunt," she reached for the tightly rolled brown joint in Statics hand.
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"That's exactly what her stuck up, drunk ass get," Radiah chucked as she filed her nails.

"Chill Radiah, nobody deserves to go through what Izzy's been going through. De too honestly," Chonita defended Izzy but of course this didn't phase Radiah.

"And I don't give a fuck. That's what her bum ass gets."

"Facts, the fuck you care about her anyway? You don't even know her like that," Radiah's sidekick and other bandmate Lashawn, who hates Izzy just as much chimed in.

"We know her enough Lashawn, and she's our label mate. Show a little respect for her she ain't do shit do y'all but beat your ass Radiah for taking outta the side of your neck that one time," Chonita said.

Radiah squinted at her.

"Don't even say shit Radiah cause you know it's true," Missy also stepped in. "Izzy my girl, so you better actually watch your damn mouth."

"What?! y'all so fuckin aggravating, I'm over this shit!," Radiah got up and stormed to her room in the apartment they shared. Lashawn followed close behind like a lost puppy.

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"Yo Timb man, wake up! This Nigga De just said some wild shit!" Elgin slapped Timbs arm until he fully woke up.

"Huh?" He sat up straight on the couch, stretching in the process.

"I said De -Huh-I said De just said some wild shit on TV man!" He repeated himself, mocking Timb.

"What did he say asshole," he acknowledged Elgins sarcasm.

Elgin repeated what De had said less than 5 minutes ago on national television. Timb's eyes damn near buldged out of its sockets.

"G WHAT? Bruh he wild! Yo call Izzy check on her man. De gotta chill."

"That's what I'm sayin, I'm just confused as hell. Yeah the video was a lil shady but it was dope! Monumental as hell and now he just killed all that shit. He always preachin to us how we should never address shit in interviews or to the tabloids. To put the shit that we go through, our emotions n shit in our music instead, yet when Izzy does that it's wrong?" Elgin ranted.

"That's some hypocritical shit," Timb added.

"Exactly bruh!"

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Bianca laughed hysterically and quite evilly as she held the phone to her ear. Her uncle Barry on the other side of the line.

"She thought she was stressed now? Wait until we implement our plan. She ain't seen shit yet. That whole crew ain't seen shit yet."

"It's only a matter of time niece. Gotta wait until her contract with Swing Mob is up."

"Oh that's fine, you know I'm patient uncle Barry. As long as it gets done."

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