chapter 12

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Kamia

"He's gonna get himself in trouble Mia." Brianna cried. She had been crying since Chris left, that was about an hour ago. She made me call him like 10 times and he wasn't answering, so maybe he was already in trouble. "Everything is cool Bri. You know what Micheal did was wrong, he deserves whatever he gets." I grabbed the pill bottle that sat on her nightstand. I read the label, I gave her two pills like it instructed. "Here bae, take these." I said, helping her sit up. "Could you please call him again?" She asked before swallowing the pills. "Just this last time." I said,helping her to lie back down.

I walked out the room pushing the redial button on my phone. "Yo." I finally heard Chris voice on the other end. "Brianna's worried, just talk to her." He sighed and I took the phone back in the room, "Bri Baby, here." I held the phone to her head. "Are you okay?" She asked. She was sad, that was apparent by the tears that were filling her eyes. "Well please hurry up and come back." She begged. "I love you." She said.

She looked at me and nodded. I took the phone away from her ear and sat it to.the side. I felt so bad for her, and yet I blamed her for this hurt she was feeling. If she would have stayed with me in New York she would've never met Chris or Micheal. She would have never moved here, and this would have never happened.

I gave her one last glance, before picking up my phone. "I gotta go." I said. "But Chris isn't back yet." She mumbled. "I gotta go Bri." I said walking out the room slamming the door behind me. I made sure to lock the door behind me before jogging to my car. I felt like she just lost everything that I had ever taught her about this game, and that wasn't okay. Once I got into car I broke down. I couldn't bear seeing her like that,and I knew Chris would be mad at me for leaving her, but I didn't care. I needed to get away.

Chris

I put my phone back in the cup holder. Mijo and me were parked outside the studio that Mike used all the time. Right now we were waiting for him to finish his session and come out so I could tag that ass. "Cuz let me handle this Nigga, let's just go in there and do it." I sighed, Mijo was lit. "Chill, I'm thinking." I wasn't really thinking, More like stalling. I just got in this game and I wondered if this was even worth it. Technically with something like this happening Bri would slow down and we could focus on us. All theses girls and extras would disappear, that wouldn't bother me at all.

"Chris, what you waiting on, you Damn near beat my ass for looking at yo girl and now this Nigga raped and beat her and you sitting here fronting. Fuck that, I don't know Bri like that but that shit was wrong as fuck! What this Nigga look like?" Mijo was going off. "Fuck it! I'm going in!" He yelled and then he hopped out the car running in the building. I chased after him.

He found the first room and stormed in. "Yo is Tyga in here!" "Nigga who is you, this a closed session." I watched Mijo pull a gun from his pants. "Nigga, is you Tyga nigga?"
"Nah, he in room 3." That dude was scared but Mijo ain't care. He followed the numbers above the doors until 3 was in sight. He barged in "which one of you niggas is Tyga Bitch ass!" "Who is this nigga?" They were laughing, they didn't know my cousin at all. He pulled the gun out and they all got silent. I made it in the room closing and locking the door. "Chris what the fuck you doing?" Micheal asked. "I should be asking you that. You went to see Bri last night." "Man what you talking about bro?" "Where was you at last night?"

He looked at Mijo in the face, staring at the gun. "Nigga speak the fuck up!" Mijo yelled. "Aye it wasn't like that, everything just got a lil out of control. I mean you know your girl better then anybody." He said. I punched him in his face. The niggas who was in there jumped up,but Mijo pointed the gun at them. "Sit the fuck down!" He yelled. "Aye handle that shit cuzo." He said as I went to work on Micheal. He tried to.fight back but my hands were quicker, I was angrier then he was. I didn't stop until He was just as bloodied and bruised as Bri was when I found her.

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