Cameron's doing better so we're going to get the girls next week. Chris was having some studio time and I decided to go with him. I left Cam with my best friend since highschool. Jada.
Me and Chris get up to the studio and walk in. We hear this loud a^s beat and this familiar a*s voice.
____________________________________ "We would've figured it out (we would've figured it out) You took the easiest route I wonder when he gettin' out (wonder when he gettin' out) Who he gon' hang wit' now? (Who he gon' hang wit' now?) Man, this nigga dangerous now (dangerous) He might end up taking me out (might end up taking me out)" _____________________________________
Chris walked in first and the music stopped. I go in after him, I saw the door close in the booth and I saw him come out and sit in this chair. Dreads right asf like he just got a re-twist, Diamonds in his teeth, tight a*s black shirt, and dapping up his homeboy.
In the back of my head I'm thinkin' "Dayvon?", then I'm like "Dayvon don't rap.". When we were together- well when I was with him, he didn't. He used to write here and there but nothing serious. Well, nothing that I thought anything of.
"What you think twin ahh? This sh*t some heat, or what?" He said asking his friend, sitting down putting on a jacket.
"Hell yea, Von." His friend responded.
Sh*t. It was Von. Chris and I were getting closer to them. I wanted to tell Chris to turn around. I really didn't want no problems.
Then it dawned on Chris. He forgot his new beats in the car. He turned around to me, patted me on the back, and ran out. He told me he would be right back and to go ahead and sit down.
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I heard whispering, I mean obviously. It was a bunch of n*ggas in there.
I went closer to where all the guys were sitting and I felt this weird feeling in my stomach. I looked up and Dayvon was on his phone. He finally looked up and my heart was racing. He looked at me and had this devilish a*s look on his face. I was scared as f*ck. What the h*ll was taking Chris so long.
"Lo?" Von asked, laughing at the same time.
"Man, Von you know this b*tch?" One of the boys said. I think his name was Booka.
B*tch??? My eyes started to water. Von's friends were always disrespectful and no good.
"H*ll yeah, this my 1st sorry a*s baby mama. I don't know what the f*ck she doin here. She know she'll get popped. Better yet, her a*s gone get smoked." He said.
"Von-" I muttered.
"Don't "Von" me, bitch. Where tf is my daughter?" He said. He was talking loud ash too. He was trying to embarrass me.
"Von-", I tried to get my words out.
"Aye bro, just shut yo sorry ass up for I shoot you in your face. Just know I'm coming for my daughter lil folks." He said, twitching after almost every word.
"What the f*ck you just said to her, nigga?" Chris came up behind me and I hadn't even noticed.
"Aye say lil folks, who tf you talking to? I'll hate to pick your brains in front of this bitch." Von said, as his partners clutched their guns.
"Lil bruh? 😂 you funny ash nigga. I take care of your daughter🤷🏽♀️ and i'm YOUR 'lil bruh'? 😂 Dani don't need you and your negative a*s around her teaching her the wrong sh*t.🤷🏽♀️" Chris explained to him.
"You hit your b*tch, but I'm negative? You want dad of the year or some?" Von says, laughing.
"Come on baby, let's go. Don't worry about him, he's just being manipulative." I turn and tell Chris, kissing his chest.
"Yeah, get yo a*s out of here before I hit you too." Von says, still laughing.
Chris tried to run toward Von, but luckily I built up the strength to hold him back. I turned him toward the door so that we could leave.
As we were walking out Von yelled.
"Aye, Lori... don't be the next Brihanna." ________________________________
Hey yall, i'm sorry!! This episode is shorter, just because i am introducing Dayvon gradually!!! I'm trying to get my story together, but I wanna thank you all for supporting❤️see you at the next episode!!!
