Quavo's Trip To Cuba

Sorry for Everything

Quavo

I sat in the police interrogation room at the station with my elbows on the table, my hands still cuffed & my head down. It's going on 4 in the afternoon & I been here all night, & haven't had any sleep at all. They didn't wanna put me in the holding cell with others since I'm a celebrity, so I been by myself back here all night & morning. The cops came back offering me food but I rejected it, I just wasn't in the mood to eat. I didn't even know why they was holding me this long, they did what they had to do so they need to just let me go. The door opened up & I slowly lifted my head.

"Mr. Marshall, you're free to go." He said walking over to me. I stood up & he used a key to un-cuff me. When he took them off I rubbed my wrists. He let me walk ahead of him & into the lobby, only to see Dave being brought out from a room & talking to an officer. My fists balled up & I felt my face heat up with anger. He looked to my direction & I saw the same anger in his face. He stared at me & I looked him up & down.

"You really had to sneak a nigga huh?" He said trying to walk to me.

"I ain't sneak yo pussy ass." I said. A couple police officers stood in between us & held us back.

"I thought we was boys Q." He said over one of their shoulders.

"We won't boys when you was tryna fuck my girl nigga." I said. He looked at me in confusion.

"Hold on, Cuba yo girl?"

"You knew that shit."

"I ain't know B. All she told me was she had a nigga, she ain't say nothing bout you. And she ain't even tell me til the next day." He said holding his hands up. I scrunched my face at him.

"Get the fuck out of here." I said. I brushed past everyone leaving out of the police station. My dreads hung over my face as I walked down the steps, meeting up with the guys at the bottom. I dapped them all up & we stood in a circle.

"You ain't had to do that dumb shit man." Pee said. "I told Cuba what happened."

When he said her name I smacked my lips. I dealt with Dave now I just gotta deal with her ass. The fact that she didn't mention my name to him was pissing me off. She really bouta make a nigga cut her loose, cause this is getting out of hand.

"Man look, we gotta show tonight in Detroit. Let this shit go for now." Kirshnik said

"Nah nigga, I'm going home."

"What you mean? We on tour." Kiari said.

"I don't give a fuck man. I'm not feeling this shit no more."

"Man you acting like a little bitch." Kirshnik spat.

"What nigga?" I stepped up to him only for Durel & Pee to push us back.

"Calm down." Pee said looking at Kirshnik, then back at me. "We spent to much money on this tour & we gonna lose more if you go home. We got 12 more states to go through man. You can't stick it out for 3 more weeks?" He asked. I looked around at all the guys then back at him.

"Nah I can't." I said. I brushed past him, then bumped shoulders with Kirshnik, before waving a taxi over.
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Cuba

I woke up the next morning, or should I say evening, around 4:30. My neck was stiff & my pillow was wet. I tried lifting my head only for it to fall back down. Soon after, everything that happened last night rushed through my head, making me sad all over again. There's too much shit going on for me to handle. Qua is in jail & now I'm pregnant. It feels like the whole world has stopped spinning. I lifted up my head once more then rubbed my neck, closing my eyes. I turned seeing Molly laying behind me with her head on my arm & O laying at the foot of my bed. I sat up making Molly's head fall & causing her to wake up. She looked up at me annoyed but her face quickly softened.