Emotions: A Prince of New York Story

Chapter 15;

Justin:

"Who do you think is going to win?" Nia asked as we sat on the staircases at the rapgame house in the dark enjoying each others company.

"I feel like I have a shoe in. I showed out in EVERY episode. No disrespect to anybody but I'm passionate about this shit and I need it." I admitted.

"I'm really gonna miss you... or us. Our vibe matched, we both rap, and we both cute. Why are you so pressed on this Ebony girl?" Nia said.

"Ebony is something special for real. I can't explain how mu-"

"I don't wanna hear that especially after what happend between us." Nia said.

"What exactly was that? Please tell me. A vibe don't mean shit when me and my girl got that shit on lock." I said running ny hands through my hair.

"Justin it's honestly scary how much you can lie. It wasn't no damn vibe when yo dick was in my mouth. It wasn't no damn vibe when we fucked in every corner of this house. It wasn't no damn vibe when you complained about Ebony to me. It was never a just a vibe. We liked eachother, admit it." Nia said clapping her hands.

"Nobody told you to do all that though. I wasn't your nigga. Don't forget Key got the same treatment." I spat.

My face started to sting immediately after my comment and I realized Nia slapped me.

"FUCK YOU." She said stomping away fast.

I pulled her back by her arm and grabbed her by her neck.

"Don't ever put yo fucking hands on me." I said through gritted teeth.

"Justin let me go." She squeezed.

"If you loved yourself you wouldn't ve in this situation." I said letting her go.

She stormed off and I made sure to send Ebony a good night text.

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"Congrats bro." I said dapping up Mani as he walked into the house with the Soso def chain hanging on his neck.

"Thanks man, I'm so happy." He laughed touching the chain for reassurance.

I walked into the room where my mother was packing stuff up preparing for our late flight.

"Ma, you cool." I said watching her intently.

"This is your fault you didn't win you know that, right." She said catching me off guard.

"Don't think I didn't know you was fucking that lil girl. You're not even popping yet. You was thinking with your dick and forgot all about Ebony? That girl fucking loves you. You better tell her before I beat yo ass." She snapped.

"Ma, don't worry about it Ebony will understand."

"Justin I didn't raise you to be an asshole. You taking advantage of how naïve she is you dumb fuck. You wanna make it in this rap career, you needa tighten up. You crooked ass, mop head ass fool," She responded, "don't say shit to me until we get to New York."

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JFK , NY

I stood near the conveyor belt waiting on my luggage and felt legs wrap around my waist and the familiar smell of shea butter and mint invaded my nose.

Ebony being wrapped all on me made me feel a rush of guilt. I truly regret cheating on her. She's been down for me and loved me since the moment I met her. I gotta make this right.

"Ebony, don't be made when I tell you this but..."

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