"I don't know man." Drake sighed defeated as Chris dribbled the ball and passed it to August. "How do I compete with someone who's dead? She doesn't even pay attention to me anymore and when she does it's to argue."
Jermaine looked at Drake sympathetically and shrugged.
"That shit gotta hurt. When he was alive she called you her brother yet was all over you, now he's dead she sees you as a stranger." Trey added running between Chris and August snatching the ball away from their one on one game.
"It's been three years since he died why is she still pushing you away anyway?" Odell questioned as he sat on the concrete ground looking up at the guys, tying his shoe laces up.
"Isn't it obvious? She still blames Drake for convincing him to come pick him up, when he was with her round them ends, knowing he had beef with hella men down there. Then there's the fact that the car got shot up and all Drake got was two bullets to his chest, whereas Jace died." Chris stated coming closer towards Drake, J and Odell who were forming a circle in a huddle.
"She told you that?" Drake asked softly taken a back by the new revelation.
"I mean..." Chris dragged. "She told the girls something along those lines. And the girls told me."
"That shit whack man. If anything she was playing two cousins against each other. Drake should be mad at her." Tyga spat watching Drake turn on his heels and leave their circle of entourage without a word spoken. "She foul for that man. Blaming him for his own cousins death. If she didn't pressure him to work that night to get extra money for those concert tickets she so wanted to go to none of this would have happened."
"Yo don't start the blame game shit." Big Sean defended shaking his head as Drake disappeared back in to the house.
"Shit would never end cause then we could say if Drake didn't want to impress Nicki so bad shit would have never happened." Chris defended Nicki, getting heated at the image Tyga was tryna portray her. Nicki had been one of his best friends for the longest.
"Yeah and if Jace wasn't beefing with niggas so much his ass wouldn't be dead." Cole spat tired of everyone always picking on Drake. Scraping his bag from off the basketball court floor he turned on his heel too and left making sure to shout out. "Tell Drake I'll catch up with him later. Peace out."
"Y'all need to stop turning on each other everytime this conversation come up. Our friends are hurting yo." August tried to reason as Chris sucked his teeth.
"Well then tell that corny Canadian nigga to stop tryna move to her when she still grieving he looking real catty out here." Chris scoffed.
"And tell that bitch she need to stop tryna blame Drake for his cousins death." Tyga retorted stepping up to Chris.
"Call her a bitch one more time I dare you."
"Why what your fruity ass gonna do Chris?"
"YO!" Trey stepped in the middle of the two pushing them back. "Chill the fuck out and get back in to the house. Right now we in Drake's house. And Drake needs us for morale and support. Kill all that animosity on beef that isn't even between y'all."
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"I know my dad blames me." Drake admitted as he sat down on Nicki's bed sighing staring back at Beyonce who had occupied Nicki's bed. Nicki herself was downstairs eating leaving the two of them in her room. "I think everyone on my dad side blames me but I never really thought she would too you know?"
Beyonce gave him a saddened smile as she took his hand in his.
The guys had left his place ages ago and thinking things had cooled off between him and Nicki he thought it best to go see how she was. There was a lot of things they seemed to need to be hashed out.
