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Giovanni p.o.v✨

"What you doing letting some broad live anyway? People gotta die someday."

Alessandro told me. I shook my head and threw my drink back.

Teresa's words kept replaying in my head over and over again.

Nobody deserves death.

I shook my head. "Is she atleast cute?" Alessio asked taking his turn playing pool.

Alessandro smirked. "Well?" He asked. "She's okay." I finally responded.

They waved me off. "And you didn't fuck her?" Alessandro asked.

I smacked my lips. "Man get the hell outta here.. I don't fuck every girl I see okay Usher?" I asked.

Alessandro frowned and Alessio laughed. "He hoed yo ass." Alessio laughed.

"That's not funny witcho gay ass." Alessio smiled shaking his head.

"I get more dick than you do pussy. Believe that." I shook my head at them.

I looked at the time and decided to go check on that girl. She ain't dumb enough to go running her mouth at school.

When I got to campus I saw her car and leaned against it watching her walk out the building.

When she saw me she froze a little then continued walking. "What?" She asked looking up at me.

Her attitude was something else. Nobody and I mean nobody has ever talked to me like that.

"I was just checking up on you." I said calmly without making a scene in public.

She looked around. "Well I'm not gonna tell anybody so you can leave me the hell alone."

I shrugged. "I don't know that." She groaned. "Come with me." I said grabbing her arm.

She sucked her teeth and tried to snatch her arm back but I wouldn't let her go.

"Teresa!" I looked up and saw some white guy walking towards us. I looked down at Teresa who rolled her eyes.

"That's him?" I asked. She nodded. "Yea." She mumbled looking down.

I let her go and she fixed herself before looking away.

"Act normal...but don't let him know that you know." She nodded. "Babe." Cam said looking at me then at Teresa.

"Hey." She said. "Who's he?" He asked pointing at me. I looked him up and down.

He looked like he had money. He wasn't an average white guy either. This one dressed like he was black.

Baggy pants and shirt, chain and Yeezys.

"This is my uh, cousin." She lied. Cam nodded. "Nice to meet you man." He held his hand up and I just looked at it.

He got the idea and lowered his hand. "I heard about Wendy.. I'm sorry." He told her.

Teresa nodded. "I bet you are." I bit down on my lip. "What's that supposed to mean?" Can asked frowning.

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