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L O C A T I O N : nightclub
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armin and i froze, blood rushed to my head as armin and i looked at each other, some type of expression written on both of our faces. i quickly looked over at gio, "what's her last name?"

"does it matter?"

"yes! yes, gio, it does! so what is it!?" i got angry, heart racing because i hoped it wasn't who i thought it was. "so you do know her?" gia asked and i took a deep breath in, closing my eyes. "i won't know for sure, i just need a last name!"

"dakota, calm down," armin rubbed my back. "yeah, i don't know why you're freaking out." gio gave me a strange look. "wait, you didn't tell her, gio?" onyankopon questioned and gio shook his head. "i didn't think i needed to! it's-."

"you are right, there is no need. they know who i am."

my attention was taken from gio to the bitch with the blonde hair. "hello again, dakota." annie smiled and i blinked a couple of times, trying to fight back the rage before i jumped out of my seat to beat this bitch's face in.

"aye, dakota, let's go take a breather, okay?" armin put his drink down and pulled me from my seat. i followed armin blindly down some hallway and squeezed his hand to get his attention. "i'm gonna let you know right now, if that bitch says something to me wrong, i might jump over that table and i'm not playing." i warned, face as serious as fuck.

"dakota, remember that you're a public figure. if any paparazzi find out that you fought someone, you won't hear the end of it." he advised and i closed my eyes to ground myself. he was right, pieck would be calling my phone with the quickness and i didn't know if i wanted to deal with that.  the music was pounding in my ears and i opened my eyes to see gia walking towards us.

"hey, you two okay?"

armin and i looked at each other but i let armin talk. "we do know annie but...nothing good came from it." gia scoffed, "i knew it! i fucking knew it! gio told me-" she took a deep breath in. "sorry sorry, i'm going off on a tangent right now but anyway, mind telling me what happened?"

"it's complicated but long story short, armin and i stopped talking for a good 3 years because of annie. she was a bitch and armin sided with her during an argument we were having in the middle of a nightclub in miami." i explained, crossing my arms.

armin lowered his head, "i'm not proud of it and i've changed but you gotta tell gio to get her under control. dakota doesn't take lightly to disrespect especially if its from annie." i nodded, agreeing with him. "i'll fuck her up. i don't care how many years ago it was. i forgave armin but annie is still the same old bitch and i didn't get to fight her last time but i'll do it this time."

gia nodded, holding her chin in thought. "gio is pretty adamant about her. but i don't think it's real, she's using him," she looked at the both of us. "let's just go in there because there isn't much we can do. but...i'll back you up if she starts talking shit."

armin rubbed my back, "it's okay, we got this." he whispered and i sighed, nodding at him before the three of us walked back to the table. "anyone else know about this? i mean the whole annie thing?"

"onyankopon. i told him everything after the whole ordeal. that's why he asked if gio had told me, he already knew there was gonna be a problem." i muttered, cracking my knuckles and walking back to the table.

"y'all good? each of y'all left before annie could really say anything." gio said and i didn't answer. if i did talk, i'm sure nothing nice would come out of my mouth. "you good, kota?" onyankopon asked and i nodded, locking my jaw. "so, how do you know each other? old friends?" gio asked. gia looked at me and i looked at her before i looked at gio. "acquaintances. not even that." i stated.