Queens

Ten

Y/N's POV

Another night at another party. P. Diddy invited my family and I to his Bad Boy reunion party and I really don't want to be here. The girls but enjoy all of this partying now because one they go on tour it's gonna be work 24/7. The girls have went their separate and started mingling with the guests. I am at the bar sipping on a glass of Ciroc. Everything was going great until I see some guy pushing up on my girlfriend.

"Umm Y/N I hopeyou're aware that one of Snoop Dogg's is all over your girl." Zendaya said.

"I see that Zendaya. I'll handle it." I said.

"Don't hurt anybody." Zendaya said.

"You know know what that guy's name is?" I asked.

"Cordell." Zendaya said.

"Well Cordell better get the fuck away from my girl." I said.

I pulled out my phone and sent Dinah a text message. I watched to see if she would respond back but she just left me on read. Then to piss me off even more Cordell kissed Dinah on the cheek and she kissed him back. I was about to walk across the room and confront them but my mom got in the way and started dancing with me. "You are not about to make a scene in front of these people Y/N. Just relax." Mom said.

"I don't appreciate him putting his hands all over my girlfriend. And Dinah know better than to be acting like this." I said.

"Be the bigger person here Y/N." Mom said.

"You know what mom, you are absolutely right. Zendaya let's go." I said.

"Where we going?" Zendaya asked.

"The strip club." I said.

"Hell yeah let's be out." Zendaya said.

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My head hurts, my body hurts, and I'm drunk as hell. After Zendaya and I left the party we went to the strip club and got turnt to the max. Zendaya took some girl back to her hotel I took my ass back home. It's two in the morning and I can't sleep at all. I went downstairs and sat at the piano and began practicing Santa Baby. My mom has really been on my case about me recording this Christmas album so figured I just get it over with. Dinah hasn't called or texted me since I left the party, yet I see pictures of her all over Instagram with her new boyfriend.

The doorbell rang and I knew exactly who it was. I opened the door and it was Dinah.

"Why'd you leave party?" Dinah asked.

"Cause I felt like it." I said.

"What the hell is your problem?" Dinah asked.

"You really want to know what my problem is? You, you are my problem Dinah Jane. You're my girlfriend yet you're out here flirting with other dudes." I said.

"Y/N it is not that serious. You say I'm your girlfriend but you won't even go out in public with me. You'll stand up to everyone around you except your father." I said.

I turned around and asked, "What the hell did you just say to me?"

"You heard what I said Y/N. Instead of stand up to your father you go hide in a corner like a little bitch." Dinah said.