Chapter 1

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*drake pov*

i  left that club last night some sexy ass girl who still in my bedroom after what happened I walked up to my room to see her awake and naked but sitting up looking out the window of the loft

Me:how was that night baby girl

Chantaya:it was fine

me:what do u mean fine you were screaming and moaning

Chantaya:yea but it would never last forever

me:oh so u wanted more

chantaya:maybe

me:well do you wanna stay

chantaya:if it's up to you

me:hell yea

chantaya:well can you make me stay

she smirked as I stared in my tan cargo shorts

me:oh really

Chantaya:well can you make me or no

me:I'm not sure

chantaya:well maybe I should've went home with that other guy

me:you mean that old ass nigga

chantaya:yes and we would've went but he chose his wife over me oops wrong choice he choose

me:well you gonna have to leave cuz my parents

chantaya:your parents what is this your parents house

me:what no

chantaya:then why you mention them

me:look are you confusing me

chantaya:maybe but what would u say if I told you that your were gonna die

me:your crazy get the hell out

chantaya:how am I crazy

me:your a girl coming in my home talking bout I'm gon die

chantaya:you going to die off food poisoning

me:oh really

chantaya:yea baby

me:GET OUT

she put on her clothes and smirked walking out

me:fucken bitch

*later*

i finished up my Italian dinner then all of a sudden I felt dizzy I then blacked out then woke up somewhere different I then saw Chantaya but in a silver dress

chantaya:still don't believe me

Me:where am I

Chantaya:why your dead honey bun now let me finish my food I'll be right back

me:no wait I need to know what happened

she moved towards me and kiss me

chantaya:you died and now you know

me:what the fuck because of u bitch I should've never fucked your crazy ass

chantaya:you need chill baby

she walked away and I was pissed off

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