rod was the first to speak.
Prod: “Whassup, Prince?”
Prince stepped back. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
Prod: “Huh?”
Prince: “You couldn't just keep you're hands to your self.”
You sat there in silence.
Prod: “It's not what you think.”
Prince: “It's not what I think ? ITS NOT WHAT I THINK? IT'S EXACTLY WHAT I THINK! You was in here trying to fuck my girl!”
Prod looked down in silence.
Prince turned to me.
Prince: “'i told you... you got one more time to mess up, and we're DONE.”
YN: “You told me you don't even want a relationship w/ me! Then, you decide to take care for me, and be there for me since you think i'm messing w/ prod ?!”
Prince: “you are unbeilievable. You are such a damn... HOEEE !”
You gasped at what we said.
YN: “FUCK YOU PRINCE!”
Prince: “Already did.”
You couldn't take it anymore. You were boiling up inside and didn't know what to do. You just wanted to kill him. The drama, the baby, EVERYTHING is ruined.
You started to get heated, and the next thing you know, you were picking up a lamp and throwing it toward Prince head.
Prince ducked just in time, and rolled on the floor.
Prod eyes went wide.
Prod: “CALM DOWN, YN!”
YN: “DON'T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN ! I HAD ENOUGH OF HIS SHIT.”
You rushed to Prince, who was on the floor, and started slapping him.
“ I HATE YOOU!”
Prod: “YN! STOP!”
All you're anger on him started to come out.
Prince covered his face from you're hits.
“ I HATE YOU SO MUCH, YOU BITCH!”
Prince: “IM THE BITCH?! YOU WERE IN THE WRONGG!”
You raised you're hand to hit him again, and then you felt a feminine hand grab yours from behind.
“ Don't you dare touch my man again!” , she said.
You turned to see @winnie staring in you're face, ready to hit back.
