"Well that was an embarrassing way to end the night." Stuffing the stuff into the bag, I'm not completely pissed, it's just ugh now. I'm getting constantly asked why I don't fuck with New York.
"Girl he's just trying to get to you, everyone knows Tekashi 6ix9ine is a troll, he will get under your skin. Then he'll lay little babies.
"Just imagine little 6ix9ine's yelling TREYWAY!
"And suck My dick." Cyrus adds and I crack up as we walk through the doors.
"What was up with that creepy ass guy that would walk pass every ten minutes putting a dollar into the bucket?"
"Oh one dollar Rick?"
"Bitchhhh, you know him?...I can't deal.""No that's just a name her dumb ass gave him." I chuckle as we turn the corner. Gladly the club wasn't that far from the hotel.
"Thought you knew him Rus." A smile flashed across her face as he pulled her into a hug.
My mind wanders to the thought of 6ix9ine and what he said after the show.
~6ix9ine POV~
Location : The 40/40 club"That show was fire Danny, you heard that crowd?" Justin yells.
My heart rate was racing I felt it in my head. That shit was wild, I smile as Justin, Don, and Drew conversation around me.
"Y'all know the fucking mob. It's fucking TREYWAY!" The voice flew over the crowd echoing in the room.
Only one person sounds that way ..and it can't be shotti because he's in Cali visiting family.
"Daniel!...oh so now we don't speak." He walked up to me.
Pulling me into a hug , his body heat rushed onto my skin.
"I thought you were visiting family?"
"You know I don't miss the shows, c'mon now. You know this!"
What I know is that this nigga is full of shit, but I won't address that now.
"Bunnnayyyyy" I hear a girl yell in the distance and my eyes snap to her instantly. Never knew a women could be so fine. Turning I pat shotti's shoulder making my way to Eli.
"Ay!" I yell and her eyes snap to me and she rolls them.
Sucha bitch
"Can you at least pretend to be happy?"
" 6ix9ine I'm busy"
"The event is over so stop lying"
"Why do you keep following me? It's mad creepy and annoying."
"Clearly I'm interested in you, not stalking you dumb ass." Her eyes go wide and she taps her heel.
"Finally quiet, can I learn more about you?"
"Nothing to learn" she grabs her buckets and start to walk off.
Stepping forward I grab a grip on her arm.
"Are you fucking stupid?" She looks back at me
"Maybe ...I just don't take well to being rejected over and over. You need to stop being so tuff and just take a chance to hear me out. Your stuck in your dumb ass ways of I hate 6ix9ine and that ain't changin. You fucking buggin, you don't know me at all and I'm trying to give you the chance." My grip loosens as I stare into her eyes.