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•𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕞𝕤 𝕚 𝕕𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥•

•𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕞𝕤 𝕚 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥•

lamar dead got me sitting on this used ass couch for an hour now, just for my drink not to be here? what the fuck. before i could even leave i felt a vibration in my purse.

messages

my heart🤍🙂
Wya bro?

U got me fucked up Rihanna

what are you talking about?

im at a couch by the bar

my heart🤍🙂
What im talkin bout😭

U dumb ash

Omw nigga

Tell ya lil dreadhead to come ova dere

dd you aint even finna let me explain?
read.

dd be so fucking forreal it's more then what you think.
read.

oh my god david.
read.

looking up from the screen i could see him shoving through the crowd, a mug on his face and his phone tightly clenched in his left hand. i just sat back a little more glancing at the bar to see lamar occupied right now.

"you thought i wasn't finna find out huh?" dd snatched my phone outta my hand, shoving it into his waistband.

"there's nothing for you to find out so i wasn't worried."

"oh yeah forreal? playing wih a niggas hair and shit huh? how would you feel if i went outta my fucking way to go fuck wih a bitch tonight rihanna."

"but am i actually fucking wih him dd? i did it for a fucking drink that im sitting here waiting on."

"nigga you know the gang always got drinks ona em, why you acting brand new?"

"you aint take me wih you righ? okay then!"

"you a dumbass real shit my nigga, is you not mine? like fuck you needa o.d shit for, remember i got all eyes on you nigga, when im not watching you, another brotha got me."

"igh david."

"igh." he just scoffed before turning around and dipping, i knew he was tight cause of how fast he was walking and the way he was walking. but shit why not just sit here and wait forreal now since basically shit was ruined.

"you good?" lamar had now sat next to me, placing three henny nips in my lap, i smiled down at them knowing that it would be my escape tonight.

"mhm."

"nigga starting shit?"

"that's my boyfriend, ignore him." i sighed heavily taking the nips in my hand slowly placing them in my purse.

"so you taken huh?" lamar now got off the couch, shoving his hands in the front pockets of his black ripped jeans..

"mhmm.." i nod getting off the couch as well, i could tell he was disappointed, he's always been a little too attached.

"igh ma. safety." he just nodded and walked away back to the bar, i knew that what i said and did was right, dd doesn't need to be here for me to know what to say in those situations, i dead only want him but..

"ri, you okay?" i felt mya's arm wrap along my shoulders, the stench of weed filling my nose.

"oh yea."

"dd seems pissed, he don't wanna talk to nobody right now."

"where he at?"

"right under the lights." mya pointed to these fairy lights hanging over a lounge area. i just nodded thanking her before shoving my way through the crowd, seeing him there, a girl seated right next to him, her a little comfortable but dd distant, his leg shaking and his jaw clenched. i just removed one of the nips from my bag and taking it. preparing myself for most likely rejection. i took a seat on his lap, him not pushing me away nor touching me at all, he simply just let me sit there as he grabbed out his phone. dudeylo, dee, 6baby, roscoe, jstar, ddot, and jayklickin all seated around us, the unknown bitch currently speaking to jstar, her glancing at me and dd once ina while.

"can i talk to you?" i leaned my back against his shoulder making sure he could hear me over all this music.

"igh." he placed one of his hands on my waist as he got up, keeping me pressed against his body before walking away and telling me to follow, so i did. he slowly led us to a quieter area behind a small cement wall, no one around.
"whatchu needa talk bout?" his hands remained in his pockets as he leaned back, just staring at me.

"what do you even think happened back there wih lamar?"

"oh so you kno the niggas name?"

"dd he's someone from my past, yes a nigga i use to fuck wih buh i dead did that just to get a drink."

"igh so lemme go choke a bitch for a blunt, do you see how dumb that sounds?"

"dd.. it wasn't like that tho!"

"nah it was rihanna."

"you dead gonna do some dumb stuff and ill take myself back to jersey."

"you know im petty so why the fuck do you test my limits? why you go outta ya way to fuck wih niggas when im right there? do you know how many bitches out hee want me? how many bitches hit me up talkin bout some let's link, but nah im out here trynna change ma, trynna be loyal for fuckin' once, you know how many of my exes wish they was you right now? you don't understand how good you got it until it's gone huh? you done fucked me ova so many times and im still willing to spoil the fuck outta you bruh, stop testin me." dd had now had me against the wall as his finger tapped against my forehead a couple times, seeing that he notices all the little things and hasn't let go hurts me, but i hurt him and it's just me getting the after affect. i didn't know what to say to that. all i could do was wrap my arms around his waist pulling him into a hug as my face shoved into his stomach, his hand slowly rubbing circles around the back of my neck, he forgave me already, im trying not to get into no shit but.. i feel some coming..