New Adjustments (A Trey Songz Fan Fiction)

Chapter 27

I turned and looked straight into Dria's eyes.

"Baby, it's not what-" she cut me off.

"It's exactly what I think." She said then walked closer to us.

"Now bitch, didn't I say STAY AWAY FROM MY MAN? Why can't you get that through yo damn head? He's mine, not yours." She told her.

"What the fuck ever." Was all she said.

"Try me." Dria said.

"Okay bitch."

"The fuck you just call me?"

"Ummm, bitch?" Monica repeated.

"Say it again, I dare you." Dria challenged.

"Bitc-"

Dria gave that bitch no time to finish. She punched her square in the face.

"That's for kissing my baby." She punched her again. "And that's for calling me a bitch."

Monica just stayed there on the floor with her hand over her nose.

Dria then turned to me. "My only question for you is, why the fuck it take you so long to understand what she was doing?"

"I have no idea. But I'm really sorry baby." I told her.

"I know." She smiled and I gave her a hug.

*DRIA'S POV*

After prom was over, we ended up driving down to the beach. Instead of the classic after party in a hotel room, we ended up having it at the beach. Since it was the junior senior prom, it wasn't the whole school. But when we got to the beach, it's like the little fetuses (under classmans) already had a party of their own going on. But it was still fun.

"I'll be right back, the restroom is calling my name." Trey said.

"Okay babe."

I walked over to the side where the chairs were. Every since we arrived, we've been dancing. It felt so good to get off of my feet.

"Hey baby, wanna dance?" some random dude said coming up to me. You could tell he was drunk.

"Yea, I'll meet you on the dance floor." I told him leaning back in my set.

He smiled then walked off. Dumbass nigga. I just leaned back and closed my eyes. The breeze on my face felt so good. Then some warm arms wrapped around my shoulders from the back.

"Baby, you good?" Trey asked.

"Yea, let's get out of here." I told him opening my eyes.

"Koo." He grabbed my hand and we walked on back to his car.

"Where do you want to go?" he asked as he opened my door for me.

"I don't know. I think my moms working late again so we could go to my house."

"Okay, bet."

45 minutes later we pulled into my driveway and was walking up to my door. I unlocked it and we walked in.

"Do you want something to drink?" I asked him.

"Sure, what do you have?" he questioned as we walked into the kitchen.

"Ummm." I looked into the fridge. Didn't see anything so I went into my moms cabinet. "How about a little Henny?" I asked with the bottle in my hand.

"Are you sure? That's kinda strong." He said.

"Of course. I use to drink this all the time with Que." I told him.

"Iight, are we doing this straight or..."

"Straight?"

"Bet."

I grabbed a few glasses and we went upstairs.