Chapter 7: No-one Left

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"Friend or foe, you never know

It’s a blind game, be in the way you going

Get your mind right, and leave the left overs

Got the weight of an entire team on my shoulders"

Chris' P.O.V.

It's been a few days since Tyler & Kirk went out on their 'date'. I can't believe she actually went out with that dog ass nigga before me. Like does she know what he's gonna do to her? I thought she was smart but now i'm really starting to doubt the shit. She hasn't mentioned anything about their 'date' but every time she sees him she smiles like he's the one or someshit.

A-fucking-nnoying bruh! Kirk really trying to fuck with me. If he thinks he seriously can he's out of his damn mind. "Chris we need to talk". I looked up from my phone to look at Michael who was glaring down at me. Why the fuck is he looking at me like that?

I sighed confused getting up & following him to the field. Once at the field we went by the bleachers on the left side away from everything. I sat down while he remained standing. He turned to me glaring hard then a bitch too. Ok, seriously, what the fuck?

"What's up bro?", I asked. He shook his head, "What are you doing?", he asked ignoring my question. I raised a brow, "Well I was chillin' before class but you fucked that all up. Why the fuck you keep glaring at me? You got a problem then state that shit because I ain't gone keep letting your looks slide", I responded. He chuckled humorously, "Is that so Mr. Big-Man-On-Campus? Ya damn skippy I got a problem with you. I'm tired of covering your ass so you don't get put on yours because you're so fucking stupid! I'm tired of having some female coming up to me looking for you, questioning me about your fucking whereabouts! I'm tired of damn near getting in fights trying to defend you dumbass! I'm getting real fed up with you dumbass!", he exclaimed pacing in front of me. 

I was taken aback. He's never told me any of this shit before. He's always been all laidback & nonchalant about it. Although I was taken aback I wasn't gone let him slide down talking to me & calling me out my name like I was a lil' bitch. "Is that so? That's how you feeling now? Oh & i'm stupid & a dumbass. You know what, fuck you bruh", I snapped. He chuckled like before, "Funny how you're just realizing this shit. Yeah, you're fucking stupid Chris. I told you that you need quite your bullshit & get your head out your ass but your dumbass ain't listening. I wish you all the best of luck because by the time the shit is over, oh you gone know what I meant big time. Oh & F.Y.I., fuck you too bitch!", he boomed at me.

I don't know what came over me but before I could stop myself it was too late. I stood up getting in his face, "Nigga YOU get over your-fucking-self! No wonder she committed suicide to get away from y-", I was cut off by his fist hitting me in the mouth. I was stunned as all hell but I guess not as stunned as he was. He shook his head looking at me with disgust before rushing passed me bumping my shoulder knocking me down on my ass onto the bleachers. What the fuck just happened!? I think I just lost my bestfriend & brother.

I don't know how long I sat there on the bleachers staring off into space but damn. I don't know what to say to that shit. He's been my bestfriend, my bro since middle school & now or here he was lashing out on me. Here I was thinking he was one of the few people I could trust & know was always going to have my back when he just basically told me to fuck off. Told me that he was done with my ass like a papertowel he dried his hands with.

I was lost in my thoughts but then something clicked in my head. 'Why the fuck are you bringing yourself down? Nigga you're Chris Brown, the best of the best. Mr. Big-Man-On-Campus & you gone let some nigga bring you down!? If he wanna bounce then let his ass. Better yet give him a push towards the fucking exit. No more bitching about what you do, just fun. Fuck him bruh!'

Yeah, right. Fuck Michael! If he wants to be a little bitch then so be it. I don't need him hounding me 'n' shit. He acts like he never did no wrong when he did. Like he didn't get me in the game to begin with. Every since he had a fucking epiphany he's been like this. If he wants to be like this then fuck him just like the rest! Oh & if thinks this is over he's hella stupid.

«Short or not? I don't even know. What's good mofo!? Yup, Chris fucked up but who knows. Maybe it was just a rough patch in their friendship. Yeah, I know. Anyways, question: Who do you think Tyler will end up with at the end of the story, if she ends up with one of them? This isn't even close to the end so don't worry. I estimate about maybe 20 more chapters or so but I could be wrong. Anyfuckingway, have a good day. Thanks to anyone that's commented. Deuces!»

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