One Night

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Hey hoesss... It's about that time where the book comes to an end.... Aka I got mad bored doing this after a while.
After this chapter I might do one more and that's it.

Umm ion know if I make a sequel to it but if I do... Then I just do.

Marc

"Aye man come on nigga- you gotta get up and get out" James said as started opening blinds

"No man lemme sleep for five more minutes that's it" I said pulling the blanket over me

He yanked it off of me and then threw a pillow at me. He sat on the loveseat facing me. "Nigga you got to get outta my house, you can't stay here no more you funking up the whole house and my room downstairs" He explained

I was going nowhere fast. It's been about a month or so since my called off wedding. Mich ain't been answering she been changing locks and shit and I just wanna talk.

I been crashing on James couch then on T (Tavious) couch th n back to James. "Where I'ma go J- she left me and then kicked me out of my own damn house" I said taking a sip of Henny I had left over.

"Ion know nigga but Ki tryna meet up before he gotta go to work so get ya ass up and come the hell on" he said getting up

I slowly got up and grabbed my Henny to take my shower. I busted into the bathroom to see some honey brown girl sitting on the sink doing her makeup- "umm I'm in here" she said still looking in the mirror

"Sorry ma.. Ian mean to bust in" I said

She looked up from the mirror and her went wise when she realized who I was. ""DeMarcus Taylor" She said turning all the way around to get down

"I know you" I asked

"Uhh Nani Marina we had class together in highschool and then like you kick me out of your hous-" "ohhhh I remember you... My popcorn and dub bet" I said jokingly

"Ahh you remember that" she laughed

"Whatchu doing here" I asked

"Umm I live here" she said going back to the sink

"DeMarcus yo ass better be getting ready dawg" James yelled at me

"Ohhhh okay I got it.. lemme get my ass outta here" I shut the door back and went into the bathroom by the bedroom

I showered and did my hygiene thing, ya know. Grabbed some coffee to try and sober up. "Aye nigga you ready" James said coming to me

"Yeah I guess I am" I said grabbing my sponge going through my hair

"Aight cool we stopping at the barber shop, you not walking around with me looking like that- Nani come on" He yelled as we walked through the house to the front door.

At the barber shop

"Aight who's next" the barber asked
I  jumped up and went into his chair

"Damn man... You'd think a married man would keep his hairline straight... How's the wifey" he asked

"Uhh I wouldn't know- she left me at the alter-"

"Woooooaaaaahhhhh man I'm sorry bout that dude. Damn that's tough" he said

"What's tough dude" another barber asked
"His shawty left him at the alter"
"Nahhhh she didn't"
"Damn bro"
"Dag dude bet she getting boned done right now"

They all said insync. I sat I'm shame while getting my hair cut as they patronized me dawg. When my cut was finally over James went in the chair. I walked around the corner to the liquor store and picked up an pint of Paul Massón.