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Jayce POV

When we got off the plane and got little of what we owned. I walked past the T-Mobile store. I walked in and after 20 minutes I bought me and Chyna a new phone with the same number.

"Whats this?" Chyna asked

"Your new phone."

"Where'd you get the money?"

"Look it doesn't matter."

"Yes it does." She snapped.

"Well if you would like to know Jojo gave me some money and I got the rest from my credit card."

"Jay we need to save money not spend it."

"Then return it."

"We also shouldn't waist things." She giggled.

We walked to the pick up area.

"So where's your little friend?" Chyna asked looking around.

"Umm he should be here any minute."

"He?"

"Umm yeah about.."

*gco*

"Jay!!? Jay. Hurry up."

Chyna's POV

I turned around to see..... AUGUST.!

"Chyna let me explain he was all we had left."

"You didn't. I know damm well your little so called friend is fucking August. Out off all people are you kidding me!?" I yelled.

"Not now Chyna."

"No. why later?. Now seems to be a perfect time your always hiding things from me.?

She gasped. "Me!? Don't go there ms. "Chris Brown is my brother."" She said sarcastically

"That's personal!"

"You hidd it from me!"

"Ayee?"

"Everything isn't ment for you to know!"

"Well join the club cause you know damm well if I told you were we was going yo ass would of never gotten on the flight."

"AYEE!!" August shouted.

"WHAT!!" Jay and I shouted in unison

"This ain't the fuckin time or place to be doin this shit so get y'all ass in the car!"
He said as we looked at people recording.

I rolled my eyes and followed Jay and August towards this black hummer and some carmel guy sitting in the passenger seat.

"Thanks again Aug we owe you." Jay said nonchalantly

"No problem." He said eyeing me.

As jay and August got in I sat there with an annoyed expression.

"Sum wrong witchu legs?" August asked.

"No." I said stubbornly

"Then get in."

I stared at him then Jay.

"Chyna get in." Jay muttered.

I rolled my eyes then got in.

As August pulled off I sat there giving Jay a thousand looks at once.

How could she. If I didn't want to see him at the hospital why now. I'm surprised he even aggreed to it after our last encounter. "Why." Was all I could think.

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