THE GAME .

Chapter 8

4 Months Later

Jay's P.O.V

It's been 3 fucking months. I ain't talked to Bre every since the situation. I was so caught up in getting my money up & so busy fucking with random hoes tryna keep my mind off of Bre. I hadn't even realized that I was hurting the way I was.. I really missed her ass but she was on some sneaky, trifling shit and I'm not with that. I still love her ass but can I be with er? hell nah. Not after that. It would take way too long building my trust back up with her & everything. As for Mike ? word on the streets was this nigga was looking bad. On coke now. I ain't feel bad for the nigga. He was no longer my nigga, so honestly I wouldn't give no kinda fuck if the nigga was to just off himself. It was 8 going on 9 just as my nigga Twan called me up reminding me about tonight's event. " Aye bro, you still coming out tonight right? " he asked . Yeah man , I'll be there by 10. " Ight,bet. " & with that we hung up.

45 Minutes Later

A nigga was looking dope as fuck!!!! I was rocking some white jeans with my salmon button downed shirt & my all white 12's to match. The smell of my Relory Ruro cologne always snatched a bitches attention. I pulled up to the spot & made my way up to the VIP section. I said wassup to all my niggas & gave Yonca a hug. I started to ask Yonca about how Bre was doing but I'd be coming off like a little bitch making it seem like I gave a fuck I thought to myself. we were just about to start taking shots as I spilled some Amsterdam on my pants, thank God a nigga had on some white pants otherwise my shit would've been fucked. I made my way to where the restrooms were to see if I could get some paper tiles to try & dry this shit up. I was looking down as I was just about to head into the restroom & some bitvh had the nerve to bump into me, " excuse you , you rude fuck." just as she looked up we locked eyes & that wasn't the only thing that caught my eye.. I looked down to see...👀👀👀🙊