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"The fuck is this?" DeAndre asked furiously.

Teyana and I's lips parted. She pushed me off of her covering her mouth. I wiped her lipstick off my lips with an evil smirk plastered across my face.

"So we fucking wit' each other's girls now, nigga. We on that type shit now." He said getting all over me.

"Get off me." I said.

Teyana tried to pull us apart. "Get off me, bruh," He said slightly pushing Teyana away. "Nigga, I ought to beat yo ass!"

"Do it then." I shrugged.

"You don't even feel bad for what the fuck you did, nigga? That's low, nigga. I thought we was homeboys, nigga."

"Throw sum' then, damn."

I noticed Jalen lung towards us to pull us off each other but Micah pulled him back and said, "Let them talk."

"You dirt for this, nigga. You fake as fuck for this, nigga. Just fuckin' say you're sorry and I'll forgive you, bruh. We can throw this shit away, nigga." DeAndre said.

"Now you wanna get all pussy with me, now, huh." I said tackling him to the ground.

I kicked whoever was on me off and threw a punch at DeAndre's face. Before it could touch him, he blocked it my grabbing my wrists. When he did that, I had a flashback of a man - my father - yelling and screaming. He grabbed my wrist tightly, trying to stop me before it was to late - and he'd die if it was.

I then came back to reality and felt DeAndre flip us both over and repeatedly throw punches at me. I didn't try to stop them, nor did I try to fight back. I laid back and let him hit me until I felt someone pull him off of me. My vision turned into a blur as everything around me spun. All the noise around me was muffled, and soon, I was out.

•••

After that day, Teyana wasn't talking to me. I stopped seeing her at work and she wasn't answering her phone calls. I'd go by her place and she wouldn't even answer the door. From what I heard, Teyana and DeAndre broke up. I just couldn't have been too sure because DeAndre weren't on speaking terms, nor we we on "seeing terms" - if that was a thing. I wasn't on speaking terms with Micah either. When we'd all get together to hang out, I was told DeAndre would ask if I was tagging along, and if I was, he wouldn't come. Once I heard he was doing that, I started doing the same thing. That's just how things were for the months after that. The only person I really wanted to make shit up to in all of this was Teyana. I went back to basically stalking Teyana. I had a schedule of what she would do every other day. I was always around the corner, waiting for her to come out of her condo, just to get a glimpse of her. I didn't go up to her or say hey or anything because it was obvious she was back to being on her own. Also, I knew I was the last person she ever wanted to see. Let's just say, I had a lot of time on my hands that period.

I was on my way to a movie set. I was gonna be one of the photographers and I'll also get a little into the videography.  It was a short movie that would be on YouTube, nothing too serious. But we'd been working on the movie for a while, and we were filming the last few scenes.

Once I got there, I got my camera ready and I got the video camera that they gave me ready as well. The set was in someone's home. The movie was about twin brothers that hated each other - just in the way regular brothers would. They'd fight and shit but then one day, one of them went to far, and killed the other over some dumb mess.

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