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"Going in the house at this time of the night is crazy." Quan shook his head as I stared down into my phone. "It's four in the morning, twin." My phone finally turned on and all Onika's messages were rolling through.

💍: Wya?
💍: We been doing so good bro
💍: Why you want to fuck it up now?

"Shut the fuck up, twin." He was starting to irritate me, acting as if he weren't the reason I was out. "My girl, probably mad as hell right now."

💍: You really know how to irritate tf out of me
💍: If I gts without you tonight
💍: That's how we going to sleep every night

"Probably she's been simmering in anger all night." He looked at me like I didn't understand how much shit I'm in. "Just like I was the other night." This man had been crying all night.

"I know that's why I'm about to go in the house." I told him making no effort to move. "You can stay the night, it's already late and shit." Nicki might not trip as bad with him in the house.

"You should've just told her you weren't going to be able to talk." I would have if my phone hadn't had died before we got to where we were going. "Appreciate the offer gang, but I'm going home. I don't want to be dragged into that." To think he'll be more supportive, like I've been all night.

"Fuck you jit get out of my car."

"Wait!" He stopped me from opening the door. "How you gone go in there?" Quan asked really wanting to know.

"I ain't thought that far, bruh." Honestly, I was just trying to make it through the door.

"I'm saying you can't just go in there and hop in the shower, that shit gone look suspicious ass hell." That was a good ass point.

"She's not going to let me get in the bed dirty." If she even let me in it. Especially if she thinks I've been out doing whatever she made up in her head.

"Better let her tell you that." That boy might know something. "My car going to make a lot of noise, you want to text me when you in there good?" It was like he did this before.

"Yeah." I got out, shutting the door quietly behind me. "Preciate that sneaky ass nigga." I'm starting to think he was cheating first.

"All love twin." Quan chuckled, shaking his head. "Text me." He dapped me up walking to his car.

Blowing out a long breath of air, I hyped myself to go inside the house. "God, it's me again." I'm sure he already knew what I'm asking.

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