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Chloe POV
After Chrissy picked me up I decided to stay at my moms for the night. My feelings were so hurt and I just didn't want to be bothered with anyone.
"Clo, you ok?" my mom asked walking into my room.
"I'm good, I'm just about to go to sleep. I had a rough day."
"Alright baby, good night. If you need me just come in my room." she said before walking out of my room shutting my door.
After she left I decided to watch Lilo and Stitch. That movie always take me out of my shitty ass moods.
In the middle of watching my movie my phone rang. I reached over to my dresser and picked it up with out looking at the caller id as usual.
"Hello?" I said still focused on the movie.
"Clo, I'm sorry." Ty said sounding extra sad.
"Oh fareal?" I said not caring.
He just zoned me out with his little sad ass tone. I didn't even feel like watching my movie no more. Instead I pulled out a blunt I had rolled before I left Ty house and my lighter. I lit that shit up and took a hit.
"Chloe, bruh stop acting like that."
"How the fuck you expect me to act? You left me on Christmas to go see what yo fuck ass manager wanted. Like fareal? Fuck you Tyga, on life." I said taking another hit.
"Fuck me? Fareal Clo. Aight, I ain't even bouta argue wit you. Let me tell you what happened today. Missy text me saying my manager wanted to see me. I thought it was legit so I went. When I got there that bitch pulled me in the house and pushed me up against the door kissing me. I pushed her off me and cussed her ass out. When I left I was on ten so I drove around for hours tryna cool off. I then realized that I left you at home so I did ninety all the way home to get to you. That's why I got back so late Chloe."
I couldn't even say shit. Was I mad at Ty? Hell yeah, but not because of Missy. I was mad because he left me. As for Missy, that bitch getting her ass beat, TONIGHT!
"Clo, bae say something. I swear I didn't kiss her-"
"Ty, where that bitch at?" I said taking one more long hit of my joint and putting it out.
"Clo, calm yo ass down."
He already know what I'm about to do.
"Michael, where the fuck that bitch live? On life if you don't tell me ima beat yo ass." I yelled into the phone.
"She live in them condos on Crowne. Ion know the exact address. She drive a red Benz."
"I promise you Ty, ima beat this bitch ass. On you, ima beat her ass. I didn't trust her ol' snake ass from day one. Ima ask you this one time and you better tell me the truth, when y'all was on that radio tour, did she try some shit? You bet not lie." I said through gritted teeth.
"Yeah man, she tried to get me to fuck her but I ain't fall for that shit." he said quickly.
I hung up on his ass. I didn't wanna talk to him at all. When was he gon tell me about this shit?
Fuck him for right now. I need to focus on going to beat this bitch ass. I was gon beat her ass worse than I beat Jasmines.
I grabbed my black leggings and my 'Compton' crewneck and my Timberlands. I slid everything on quickly and tied my hair up. I grabbed my blade just incase this bitch didn't fight fair. My phone started ringing while I was making my way down stairs.
