True To The Game

Chapter 13

Khaza ( POV)
I took my shades off staring at Shantell. She acting like she don't see me ova here. I don't even notice when Jada comes to sit next to me. I look at her kind of confused. What the hell is going on. Are they tryna set me up or some shit? I don't wanna react and be wrong tho. All kinds of thoughts running through my mind. You can tell by the look that was on my face.

Jada: So wassup? You alright?

Khaza: Oh yea. I already got a couple drinks in me feeling good .

She laughs and bumps her elbow into mine.

Jada:Well im not trying to get pissy drunk tonight I have class in the morning.

Khaza: Oh I got a school girl on my hands.

Jada: You know it.

Yasz: Ayyye let's turn up where them bottles at.

Gina: Girl sit yo happy ass down.

I scoot closer to Jada while they having a lil argument I catch Shantell watching me and I quickly put my head down.

Shantell: So who's the boss in here?

Rah: What you mean girl we all bosses in here.

Shantell: So yall drug dealers or something? Cuz yall don't look like no Job type of niggas.

I look a Shantell furiously. I know what she trying to do. I haven't exactly told Jada Im a D-boy yet cuz I don't know how she'll take it.

Khaza: We working that's all that matter.

Jada: No she right cuz I ain't tryna be with no criminal.

Khaza: Ain't nobody a criminal in here.
Shantell: So how yall get V.I.P or yall niggas stunting?

I'm breathing hard. I feel myself about to blow. I want to snatch Shantell up and snap some sense into her. Jada looked at me so I quickly pulled myself together.

Khaza: We neva stunting shawty.

I reach for my Hennessy drinking out the bottle. My muscles starts relaxing a lil more.

Bre: Who cares shit as long as yall ain't no broke niggas. We don't need to know yall busy.

Gina: Yea shit lets party.

Everybody hopped up with they hands in the air. Rah got with Shantell. Munchie got with Gina. Ron got with Bre. Beezy got with Yasz. And Killa got with Casey. I'm eyeballing Shantell as she walking out hand in hand with Rah to the dance floor. I grab Jada's waist and pull her closer to me.

Khaza: Damn you smell good.

Jada: Thank you. You like it?

Khaza: I love it what is that?

Jada: Its that Rihanna perfume Reb'L Fleur.

Khaza: I like that. Not as much as I like you tho.

Jada: Oh really? Lol you busting yo favorite pick up lines.

Khaza: Ha. Ok you got jokes.

I'm watching her smile and listening to that beautiful laugh. Damn this girl is beautiful. I forgot about everything for a moment. I was enjoying dancing and talking with her. Somebody bumps into me when I turn around its Shantell and she doing that fake ass apology.

Shantell: Oh my god I'm so sorry. These drinks got me wilding.

Khaza: Nah its ight. You ok?

She completely ignores me pulling Jada away from me.

Khaza: What the hell are you doing we dancing.

Shantell looks up at me I can see she did decide to go get drunk. I roll my eyes clenching my jaws tight.

Shantell: This is my friend I can take her whenever I want. Anyway I need you for a minute Jadyyyyy I gotta pee.

Khaza: Can't you go ask somebody else this ain't yo only friend.

I see Jada looking at me sideways.

Jada: what's wrong with you? She just needs me to go the bathroom with her.

Shantell: Yea what's wrong wit that ?

Shantell talking all slurred and have her finger pointed in my face.

Khaza: Nothing go handle ya girl.

Jada: I'll be back.

Im pissed off now. Shantell gon make me hurt her ass. I pull Rah to the side.

Khaza: Aye man I need you to hold Shantell off my ass for the night.

Rah: Hell nah. That crazy bitch can't handle no liquor and she ain't throwing up on dis new fitty.

Khaza: Bruh please she gon keep fuckin wit me and Jada tonight.

Rah: Just tell Jada yall know each other what's the big deal.

Khaza: Dawg I don't just know her she was my girl and I just fucked her the other day And Jada might not wanna get with me then. Look just slip dis xanny in her drink but make sho nun happen to her tho dawg. And get her home safe.

Rah: Lmao you drugging hoes now Khaz.

Khaza: Shut the fuck up.

Rah: ight ight I got you nigga.