All Or Nothing

The Party Pt 1

We get out the car and Cyrus walks up on the sidewalk first and I noticed she was wearing some black lather pants a oversized palm angles shirt with the writing on the back , and black and white Rick Owen boots, she had a orange bandanna hanging out her back pocket as well , Once again fly as hell. We walk up seeing people hanging outside the house , hell one girl was even throwing up across the street while her friend holds her hair up. "CYRUS what's good niece" some older guy in his early 40s says as he walks up to her , They give each other a hug , when I noticed he had an orange bandanna around his ankle.

"You ready to go in? Some of my crew here" she says looking back at me. "Yea" i say nonchalantly , but truth be told I don't feel like meeting them hopefully she doesn't introduce me to nobody I thought to myself as we walk in I see they got some party lights going , it's people everywhere, in the living room, dining room, kitchen, mfs was even on the stairs . I take a shot *gulp* as I start to feel a bit shy since I knew nobody here except Keisha who was off limits and Cyrus's ass.

"Bam Bam" Cyrus says smiling as she daps up some stud with locks "What's good baby!" The stud replies. Then I see another stud this one had a curly top and a fade , "CYCY , nigga where you been at all day?!" She says pulling Cyrus aside and whispering something in her ear . The stud Bam Bam walks up to me "You Cyrus folks?!" She says mean mugging me . I look her lil ass up and down "Excuse me" I say brushing past her until I feel my arm get yanked back I turn my head back "Bitch I'm talking to you !" She says . I lean in close "Come out side" I say turning and head back out towards the door .

I don't know who the fuck these people think they are but I'm not wit they shit no more ! I'm fed the fuck up. I sit my bottle down in the middle of the street and take out both my blunts from my ears . "So what's up!" I say standing in the middle of the street waiting for her so come towards me. Now this stud Bam Bam was about 5'6ft a good 230 pounds so she might can get up with me but I highly doubt it. "Bitch what's sup !" I say again. She's standing about 5 feet away from me . I sigh and go to pick my things up and that's when she tried to swing at me , I immediately dodge it and uppercut her.

She grabs a hold of me and I punch her in the face *BANG* I go to swing again and that's when we get broken up between a older guy and Cyrus and that other stud that pulled Cyrus aside . "What the fuck is y'all doing !?" Cyrus says turning her head to the both of us . The stud Bam Bam holds her jaw "Man this bitch got hype on me , all cuz I asked was she with you!" The stud Yells to Cyrus , Cyrus looks over at me holding both her hands out . "The fuck are you doing Ronnie!" She says looking at me a bit upset , "THE FUCK? I didn't like how she came off to me" I said with a irritated tone , picking my blunts and alcohol up.

Can we all just calm the fuckn down damn , we just got here . Bam go clean yaself up and Mia go with her . She thanks the man that came and helped break the fight up. "I'm gonna go" I say looking down at my phone as I download Lyft. Cyrus walks over to me "for what !?" She say looking more irritated then me. I laugh , "Well for starters I just got in a fight cuz a bitch wanna be asking me questions and expecting me to answer her as if she's my bitch , and because I don't know anybody here but you , and I hardly even know you!" I say "I'm over this shit , every time I come outside it's something" I say yelling a bit .

"Can I see your phone" Cyrus asks "why?" I say confused. She sighs and takes my phone , she slips it in her front pocket. "Listen to me , you just fought bam bam and she's one of the nicest guys I have on my team" she says laughing at me "Come on we Rey go have some fun ima show u how lit my city get for real" she says dragging me by the arm and back into the party.

"Where the bitches at!" Cyrus shouts to her friend Mia , "Follow me" she says smirking and tapping Cyrus on the back , her friend leads and I'm way in the back behind Cyrus . We all squeeze past the people in the living room and head towards the dining room. The house was an okay size but it's too packed in here I thought to myself. "Cyruss , Heyy sexy" a short puerto rican girl says walking up to her give her a hug from behind , making me stop in my tracks.

"Who is this- Liz what's good mama" she says Turing around to give her a big hug , making her feet come off the floor. She puts her down , "Not shit , you know I heard you was coming and I said I gotta slide!" She says touching Cyrus stomach. Is this bitch a fan? I thought to myself. "Who's this?" She says point to me. "Oh her, she ain't nobody" she glances at me , and then back to the girl then they both laugh. I feel like Cyrus is testing my patience , I feel myself getting frustrated , I look back and forth at both of them wondering what the fuck was so funny!

Maybe I'm just the laughingstock of this shitty town! Now I'm ready to snap , I feel like they're testing my character and I don't play that , I'm not one of those pussy ass bitches from ATL I really stand on shit , I say to myself. "Did you change your number Cyrus? I call you last week and you didn't answer my phone calls! " she says shouting so loud I bet the whole house heard. "No I didn't Liz but, I gotta go I'll catch you later" Cyrus replies and then she looks over to me and waves her hand indicating she wants me to follow her.

*GULP GULP* I take two shots back to back , Cyrus's ass lost her damn friends and she said she phone on 2 percent. "Fuck it we don't need em" she says after trying to find them for 5 minutes, we dip off into the backyard, it was about 7 people out here already smoking. *Sparks* she lights the blunt as she holds it to her pink lips , she takes a big inhale letting a circle form before sucking it in. She smiles showing her gap. "This some new shit I got" she says as she passes me the blunt . I'm still irritated so I don't say anything , she better hopes I don't leave after this blunt because I'm not feeling it.

• To be continued —>•