CHAPTER 71. BETTER IN PERSON

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I pushed open the front door with my gun in my hand, and there I saw that bitch Keri sitting on my couch. I pushed my gun down in my wait band. "Oh hell no! I yelled. "Bitch what the fuck you doing in my condo!" Keri stood up from the couch and began to walk towards me. "Ohhh Trina it's funny you think this is your condo or is it Brooklyn? In case you haven't noticed Chance is my man and i'm having his baby." Keri's words were like daggers coming at me. "You must have a mental problem hoe. I advise you to get the fuck out before I kick your ass." Keri must have felt that I wasn't with any type of bullshit today. As she left out the door she mumbled "This not over Trina." "Well bitch right now it is Good bye!" I slammed the door and locked it on her back before she could fully walk out. That bitch really had the nerve to come in my shit. I would never let this shit fly if I was back in Brooklyn. Hoes knew they place. Maybe I have to show Keri who I am. My phone began to ring. I looked down and it was a text from Chance. "I'm off the Plane." I was surprised he even texted me because the way he was acting when he left. I sat my phone down and laughed to myself. Wait until I tell Chance this shit , he's gonna have to do a lot of re explaining to me when he come home. He got hoes claiming him and shit. But claiming he want to marry me. Bullshit! I didn't need this shit right now , I needed to be focused on what Q wanted to talk about not some dick sucking ass bitch who wish she had my man. That night I tossed and turned more then I slept. 


The next day I was on my way to meet with Q. Chance called me as I was driving. "Hey baby , what are you doing?" "Nothing going out for lunch." Of course I had to lie. If I told Chance I was meeting up with Q he would be ready to fight all over again. "I got some good news!" "What is it?" "I'm getting on the next flight, I should be home before 11pm." "Well I'm excited to see you." I explained to Chance. "Yes and we have a lot of making up to do." "And we have to talk about something too." "Ok , what is it about?" "I want us to talk about this in person baby." "Ok baby I'll see you soon, bye." I hung up the phone and I was now at my destination. Why did Q want to meet up at a junk yard. He better not try any shit.

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