[A/N: It might help if you listen to Mirrors & Drink You Away by JT while reading. It may make you cry, it may not, idk. Mirrors broke me down tho. Enjoy niggs. ♡ Also, the song for the chapter doesn't match, but a partition is a divider]
- Jazelle -
It was close to Christmas. I was just hanging up the star on the top of the tree. By myself of course, Tremaine stormed out but I don't give a fuck. I sighed, stepping off the stool. The TV was on The Big Bang Theory, so I was cool. I pulled out my phone and started tweeting.
'@JazzyVS: bored. Someone bring me a chimichanga. :-) love u forevaa'
'@Niggurache: @JazzyVS what kind bae?'
'@JazzyVS: @Niggurache, a regular one, Hodgy 😏'
'@Niggurache: @JazzyVS on de way!'
Was this nigga serious? Okkkk. Tremaine is such a dick, he's mad at me because I told him that this baby might be my last. He forgets he's not the one that has to carry it for 9 months and then having to push a 4-9 lb one out. I was dozing off until the doorbell rang. It was Hodgy with some chimichangas for me.
"You really came through huh?" I asked him.
"Yes and I deserve roundssss." he started twerking. I laughed at him and invited him in.
"Damn Jazzy y'all upgraded on a nigga. What happened to the loyalty and humbleness?" he asked sitting on the couch.
"I'm still loyal, and humble. It's this nigga." I laughed, taking a bite.
"Oh fuck Hodgy, where'd you get these things from?" I asked.
"Don't worry about all that, that's my place nigga." he laughed.
"Fuck you!"
"Name the date and time." he smirked. I rolled my eyes and continued eating.
"But forreal what's going to happen to our relationship when you have this baby?"
"Nothing that it isn't now. I mean he or she will be my top priority, just like how Trent is with you. You'll still be my friend." I said rustling his fro.
"Yeah. I'm cool with that. Where's he at anyway?" he asked.
"Probably out somewhere getting drunk or posting IG pictures in his boxers which should only be for me. But I bet you if I was to post a picture in my bra he'd go ballistic. Matter of fact, I think I will do that!" I laughed.
Hodgy and I just chilled for a while, he didn't try anything and I kept my hormones to myself. All we kept doing was laugh. Then the front door swung open. It was Tremaine and some light skin girl. All eyes were on him. He cleared his throat but what was that supposed to make me do? Move? Tell G to leave? Fuckkkk noooo!
"Um. Jazzy this is Danielle, Danielle this is my girlfriend Jazelle." Trey said.
"Kay. Uh this is Hodgy y'all know each other, excuse me for a moment." I went upstairs to just cry. Silently of course. I know two wrongs don't make a right but at least he knows Hodgy. I don't know shit about that girl.
I went back downstairs and sent Hodgy and that girl home.
"What was that?" Tremaine asked.
"Trey, baby, I don't really want to fight tonight." I said grabbing a bottle of water out of the refrigerator.
"No, Jaz, we need to talk about this. How come you can have that nigga Hodgy come over but I can't have my assistant over for BUSINESS? Huh? Tell me that."
"It wasn't like that Tremaine. He came over to bring me a certain food, he didn't even mean to stay, we just engaged in conversation." I was talking in the calmest voice possible. I don't like this stress on me or my child.
"Yeah, okay. I'll just go over there from now on, ok?" he asked.
"I don't know how much longer I can do this." I went upstairs.
"Do what? There's nothing wrong with us. Jazelle Marie Evans you're not fucking leaving me." he said following me.
"This stress isn't good for me or my child." "It's my child too, I helped." Why is he so fucking childish? I got out my Michael Kors suitcase and started packing my clothes.
"And where exactly do you think you're going with that?" he asked. I couldn't take it anymore, I had to snap.
"TREMAINE I NEED TO FIND PEACE, I NEED TO FIND MYSELF, EVER SINCE WE'VE GOTTEN BACK TOGETHER YOU'VE BEEN SUCH A PAIN IN MY ASS, SO LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE AND GO DO WHAT YOU DO BEST, BEING A HOE!" I yelled. I was crying too. I can't believe him.
"You're not leaving Jazzy ok?" he said blocking the door and trying to kiss me. I slapped the fuck out of him and I left. I know exactly where I'm going.
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- Chris -
I was at Tyga's house, chillin for a bit until I go to rehab in two weeks. I gotta get the turn up out my system.
"So you think this is finally gonna change you?" he asked. "Nigga, I ain't come over for no Dr. Phil shit. Can I just fuckin chill?"
"Alright, alright." he got up cause there was a knock at the door.
"Hey sis! I missed you! Oh sure, anytime, I got you. Ayo B! Come help us!" Ty called for me. Ahhh, I had to stretch, that shit be feeling good fr. I went upstairs to see who we needed to help. There was she.
"Chris I need you to help me with her stuff." he said. "Damn girl did you pack the whole room?" I asked, joking.
"Nah, just most of my shit. Thanks y'all. And thank you Tyga for letting me stay here." she hugged him and then me, which was unsuccessful because of her stomach but it was a try.
"Jazzy whatever you need, I'm here." I whispered in her ear.
"Thanks Chris." she smiled. I closed the door so she could get settled.
"Damn. What do you think happened?" I asked Ty.
"I don't even know. Chyna!"
"Yes baby?" she came in from the kitchen.
"What happened to Jazzy?" he asked.
"Well ever since Trey came back from tour, they've been arguing nonstop. She said there were only a FEW days of happiness. I guess today she finally snapped. She said there was too much stress on her and the baby so she needed to get away. There's no way he'd come here looking for her, cause Tyga and Trey don't even associate all like that. I let her stay, as long as she needs, even post-baby just cause of everything she's done for me when you and I were going through it when I was pregnant with Cairo. But it's all good." she said and then walked away. Jesus Jazzy looked better than ever, I just wondered what would happen if my baby made it.
Jazzy came downstairs in some footie pajamas. She looked like a little kid, but it was cute on her. [A/N: lmfaoo I'm wearing some of these rn while I'm writing. 😂] She sat down with us at the table, then Chyna came. We played cards, in Spades, it was me and Jazzy vs. Tyga & Chyna. We beat they asses 4 times, then Jazzy fucked all of us up in Speed. Tyga held the crown for Tunk, my childish self liked I Declare War shit that's my game right there. Chyna just sucked all the way haha. I remember these times, this used to happen almost everyday when we were back together. Unfortunately, we both moved on...or did we?
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hai 👋 y'all missed me or nah? Nah? Well forget y'all too! 😒 nahh I'm jp. But I'ma try to update a little more frequently , once a week or once two weeks. Idk, depending on what comes in my head.
I still need to know what you guys want the baby to be and some names...this is that part where I need y'all to interact lol. Cause y'alls help would be greatly appreciated. Cause I'm torn between the two.
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FanfictionSequel to 'Made to Be Together'. Join Jazelle, Tremaine, Adrienne, Forrest, and Hodgy for another round of love, laughs, drama and fights.