In His Shadow (Princeton Love Story)

"It's Not My Fault!"

~{Princeton's P.O.V}~

What the actual fuck?! I can't believe what just happened. I told that hoe to make sure that all the moves were perfect! PERFECT! But no, that bitch always finds a way to fuck it up! I got her ass after the show.... Trust and believe that! The Prince doesn't play!

~{After The Show}~

{Still Princeton's P.O.V}

I was really pissed at her. She ruined our fucking show and I was about to let her ass know right now.

I went backstage and I found her back there by herself fixing her bags so she could go home. I was mad as hell that she talked back to me earlier today, plus she let this shit happen on PURPOSE. I'm gonna show her foreal.

I stood there and glared at her while I waited until she turned around. She had a look of hatred and disgust on her face.

"I'm sorry is there a problem?" she rolled her eyes and tapped her foot repeatedly.

What the fuck?! I can't believe she's asking ME if there was a problem?! Oh hell to the no!

"Look hoe, you know EXACTLY what the problem is!" I yelled and got right in her face, because she was really pissing me off.

"Look your royal asshole," she started, "It's not my fault for the incident that occurred tonight! And my name is Bianca thank you very much." She jabbed her index finger in my chest making me back up.

"Well BIAtch it is your fault! I gave you specific instructions at rehearsal and look what happened!" I waved my arms angrily at her.

"I told you it's not MY fault! They fell on their own! I can't control that so goodbye!" She tried to storm away but I grabbed her arm, pulled her back, and pushed her against the wall while holding her wrists so she couldn't get away. Now we were face to face. I look dead in her eyes, while she looked frightened.

"Such an asshole," she mumbled under her breath, but I pretend not to hear what she said.

"If you ever try fuck with me again, you'll regret it."

I let her go and she pushed past me shoving my shoulder hard. She walked away but turned around to shoot me one more furious look.

"Bitch...." she said underneath her breath.

She turned around and walked away. She was fine as hell though. I'd be nicer to her if she was someone important. Man what am I saying? Fuck important! She's just another one of those backup dancer hoes....

(A/N: Yeaaa boi! we gettin somewhere right? No? Its coo though. Sorry if this chapter is short, but hang on dere I got more comin!)