ISSA POV
Man. Que is drunk as hell then he had the nerve to throw up all on my floor now he passed out. I saw him come out that room with that stripper & I hope he didn't do the unthinkable with his drunk ass. Nevaeh gon beat his ass.
Durante: how tf we supposed to get his drunk ass in the car ?
Boakie: I'll get one leg, Trey get one leg, Durante you grab his arm and Chris you grab the other arm
Issa: i'm about to throw these rugs away and then I will call Nevaeh (I did just that and then they put him in the car. I already had my bag ready. Me, Trey, Que , August & Chris went to Que house with the girls while the rest went where ever. We arrived)
Chris: AYE QUE? GET YO ASS UP MAN , we not about to carry you
Que: mmmmm
Issa: man come on, we at yo house (he opened the door then threw up , he started walking & almost fell , shit was funny af , he had us dying, I took his key & opened the door, the girls were watching a movie)
Trey: Vaeh, get yo nigga. He drunk af!
Nevaeh: Rodriquez wth?
Que: I love you
Zeylah: bae wth yall got into (I gave my niggas the look meaning don't tell them shit)
Issa: Nothing bae , we turned up and chilled
Zeylah: mhmm let me find out
Issa: Vaeh, this nigga threw up all over the bathroom floor, I had to throw our rugs away
Zeylah: Que ima beat yo black ass. Make sure you buy us some more
Jacquees: ight, damn!
Nevaeh: why the hell you get so drunk?
Jacquees: I wanted too
Nevaeh: (sigh) come on Que , you need to get in the shower (she help him up the stairs)
Issa: Vaeh you better than me cause I would've said FUCK'EM!! (We all bust out laughing even vaeh)
NEVAEH'S POV
Idk why Que got drunk, I hate when he's drunk because he gets an idgaf attitude about everything & he says anything to me. He was in the shower and I was in bed watching tv . He came out, put on his boxers and laid under me. I know he's going to want sex . He starts kissing on me & thank god he brushed his teeth)
Nevaeh: Que stop
Jacquees: why?!!!
Nevaeh: because i'm not in the mood for sex
Jacquees: whateva Nevaeh I don't even want sex
Nevaeh: (wow thats strange) ok Que
Jacquees: is Jayda really mine? (I was ready to slap his stupid ass)
Nevaeh; nigga WHAT?!
Jacquees: you heard me
Nevaeh: Rodriquez what kind of question is that?! Yes she's yours! Nigga you really are drunk
Jacquees: well I want a test
Nevaeh: GET TF OUT RODRIQUEZ! Seriously
Jacquees: you not about to kick me out of my room
Nevaeh: NIGGA GET YOUR ASS UP AND GET OUT!!
Jacquees: or what?
Nevaeh: i'll help you (I grabbed his dreads and pulled him out the bed , then he pushed me and I fell on the glass table and it shattered everywhere, I was bleeding & crying) RODRIQUEZ WTF? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
Jacquees: baby im so sorry, its just that-(gco by the crew busting in the room)
Jasmine: WTF happened to her?!
Issa: Que bruh, you need to get yo self together
Jacquees: she tried to drag me out the bed by my hair & I pushed her (the girls helped me up and took me to the bathroom, I was still crying, i didnt have any bad cuts , only minor ones but they burned like hell. They got the first aid kit and cleaned me up. I finally stopped crying and I told them what happened, everybody left out, Alayah checked on Jayda then they all went downstairs , I sat on the bed, and Jacquees sighed and sat next to me)
Nevaeh: we need a break
Jacquees: baby i'm sorry ok?
Nevaeh: I know, & I am too. I should have never pulled you like that but that still didn't give you the right to push me into glass neither
Jacquees: (sigh) what can I do? I don't want a break, baby please no
Nevaeh: i'm sorry Que
Jacquees: whatever Nevaeh, damn! I just , fuck it! ( he started packing and then I started cleaning up the glass. 20 mins later we were both done) I'll be gone by the morning & oh I want a dna test too
Nevaeh: fine, ill take your test but just to let you know, when they come back that she's yours fuck you & we're done (he looked at me , anger built in his eyes. He left out and slammed the door, I winced at the sound. I just laid in my bed and cried, it's not supposed to be like this 😔😢😭😥😪😖😩
