Just Like Old Times

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JoJo's Character Is Played By Lil Durk.

Jayce POV

"She said whet!?" Coco Yelled almost dropping the blunt.

"That it was my fault." I sniffled.

"Bitch it wasn't yo fault wtf the bitch seen her ex and fainted. . . although you did bring her there."

I eyed her.

"But dat ain't the point you ain't know he was gone be there so it ain't yo fault."

I shook my head.

I was at Coco's apartment venting to her about what happened. Well trying to vent to her. -.-

Coco sighed. "Here Hoe."

"I don't smoke."

"Really bitch you gone lie like that in my face.?"

"I meant anymore."

"Take this blunt and stfu."

I hesitated then took a hit.

"See now ain't that better. . . Breath Bitch Breath." She said pattin my back while I coughed.

"Here." I said passin it back.

"Nahh I'm good I gotta go." He said glancing at his phone.

"Go where?" I said attempting to sit up but the blunt took over my body.

"No where Hoe I'll be back don't go no where either yo ass ain't in no condition to drive even sober." He said closing the door.

I layed back on the couch and turned the TV on.

*phone vibrates*

I didn't even bother looking at it I knew who it was. Chyna's been blowing my shit up non stop since I left. I was tempted to answer but I was in no mood for talking to her.

I knew she didn't mean it but she knows how I get. I'm sensitive. I may act like a hot head but I have a soft side especially if your close to me and say something hurtful like Chyna did.

It was 8:56 pm and there's literally nothing on TV. I shifted around in my seat till I heard a rattle on the door.

I thought it was Coco but he only left 15 minutes ago and I know when his ass say he'll be right back he really means he'll be gone for a couple hours.

I turned off the tv then headed to the kitchen. I grabbed a knife from the cupboard. Then hid by the refrigerator.

"Nice hiding spot." I thought. -.-

The burglar or who ever it was walked in the living room and turned the TV on.

"Aye man you want a beer.?"
He sounded familiar.

"Yeah."

"Ight."
I heard his foot steps grow closer to the kitchen.

"Omg." I thought.

He came by the refrigerator and I lunged at him only to drop the knife.

"Ahhhhh!" I screamed

"Man wtf."

Someone turned the lights on as i pounded on. . . Jojo's Face?

"Aye man wtf goin on in he'ah?"

He pushed me off.

"Jayce? Man wtf you doin he'ah and why you jump on me like dat?"

I rolled my eyes and got up.

"Ima leave y'all alone." Some Darkskin man said backing out the room.

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