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Bryson PoV


*Next day*


I was woken up to the shaking of peanut, Quees and Tae in my face.

I opened my eyes, confused to why they was 1 waking me up, and 2 in my house.

I sat up on the bed, rubbing my eyes.


Bryson:what time is it??(mad)


Tae:12:30pm... and what the fuck is this??(Mad)


Tae through his phone in my lap.

i grabbed it, and saw a video of a girl recording some girls, half naked in a room.

the closer i looked at the video i saw the girls was in my basement, and i was on the couch getting a lap dance from them.

the fuck? when did this happen??


Bryson:fuck is this?(confused)


Quees:so now you have amnesia? That happened last night...that girl recording, Cam?? she sent that video to her friend last night drunk, and didnt know she sent it...the girl she sent it to was Brook moore, the ShadeRoom editor. Brook posted this on theshaderoom this morning and now everyone is talking about it.....fuck is wrong with you bro??(mad) 


Tae:Right B....i thought all this wild shit was behind you?(mad)


Bryson:I dont remmener none of this....i know the girl Cam, but last thing i remember was me and her taking shots at the bar at Sza party last night....besides, I'm single, i can do what the FUCK i want...yall aint control of me(mad)


I sat up on the side of the bed, trying to remember atleast a little bit of what happened last night.

it seems like I'm always caught up in some bullshit.


Tae:well, we may not be control of you, but you sure aint control of yourself(mad)


Bryson:why y'all sweating me?? Like why do you honestly give a fuck about what i do??(mad)


Peanut:Because you have OUR shawties mad at us, because you doing Hensesly wrong....yea, you forgot about her huh??(mad) You and her are always on and off with this wack ass relationship y'all got, and to be honest i hate the both of y'all hurting each other....yall both been through some shit B, and that was together. Stop fucking up in your life and worry about whats important.....These hoes, don't see your heart they see Dollar signs....remeber that(mad)

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