Corrupted (A Tyga Love Story) COMPLETED

Chapter Nineteen

Sorry for the little delay guys, I knew I said I was gonna post sometime last weekend, but I was stuckkkkk, and I didn't have any ideas, but now I do so we're good :). Umm, I don't know how I feel about this chapter, so you guys tell me your thoughts on it! Comment, vote, add this to your library, tell your momma and friends about it, and all that good stuff. 

So many kisses to each and every one of you lovely readers, and if I haven't replied to your comments on the last chapter I'm sorry, school's been really really hectic for me lately, and my junior year ain't nothing to play with. Hopefully I'll get back on track though. Hope you guys are doing well, okay bye!

- Keiana

Chapter Nineteen

 

Michael Stevenson (Tyga)

 

I banged on Chris's front door a few times before just deciding to use my key he gave me. I needed to talk to someone, or else I was gonna do something I'd regret. How dare Jade let me hit and then break up with me? Who did she think she was?

"Aye, why you banging on my door like a pig or something?!" Chris yelled when he finally walked his slow ass out of wherever he was, and to the foyer of his house.

"Chill out with that, I need to talk to you though. You got some Henny?"

 

I walked through Chris's house like I owned the shit, because I needed to feel like I controlled something in some way. Who the hell did Jade think she was? Breaking up with me? Hell nah.

"Nigga what's wrong with you? I got Lauren upstairs right now fool." Chris looked like it was killing him to be away from his girl for two minutes. Dramatic ass nigga.

"Jade broke up with me bro, she said she needed space. What the hell is space?" I exclaimed. I was pissed off, who did Jade really think she was? I couldn't get over it. I need space Michael, my ass.

"I bet she's over at her apartment right now, the apartment I paid for my nigga, watching Being Mary Jane like she always is, not worrying about me, texting that Kalo nigga. So why am I worried about her?"

"Damn Michael, I didn't know it was like that. I don't know what to tell you." Chris shrugged and passed me a bottle of Hennessey like I'd asked for when I walked in.

"Me either. I'm just gonna head out, let you get back to your girl. I'll hit you up later." I stood up from one of Chris's chairs in front of his island and grabbed the bottle of Hennessey.

"I'm taking this with me though."

"Be safe tonight Michael, don't do anything stupid." Chris warned from behind me, but I just ignored him.

I'd be fine, I didn't need Jade.

 

I hopped back into my car and started driving to one of my traphouses. I'd been slacking since I started dealing with Jade, and I needed to get back on my shit. The roads were empty thankfully, because I was doing about ninety miles per hour in a sixty mile zone. I was seriously tripping.

 

I parked in the makeshift driveway of one of my houses, and stormed up the broken stairs, and did the classic knock, knocking on the door five times, and then kicking it twice.

 

I remember I was here with Jade, and she was so scared. Then she told me she wanted to be with me, despite my past and my issues. Damn.