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_2 Weeks Later
"King?" Princeton questioned, watching as his big brother played 2k in the living room.Princeton was leaned up against the wall with a lot on his mind.
One being Giselle."Wassup?" King asked, pausing the game.
Princeton thought about just shrugging it off, but he already had King's attention so he might as well gone on ahead and ask.
"Do you know anything about Giselle messing around with another nigga?"
King busted out laughing, holding his stomach and everything.
Princeton was not expecting that reaction.
He didn't find anything funny and the fact that King had the audacity to laugh was upsetting him.
"Really Prince? That's what you had to ask me, but yes I do know a little something about that." He smirked.
Princeton felt betrayed. "And you wasn't gone tell me?" He asked, squinting his eyes at his brother.
King shrugged his shoulders, re focusing his attention back on the game. "I mean, what do I need to tell you for nigga? You don't mean shit to her anymore, especially if my sis done moved on."
Princeton knew King was right, but he wasn't trying to hear all that. He thought Giselle was taking a break from relationships, especially after how he treated her.
He was salty because she had somebody and he didn't. He was salty because he couldn't treat her right, but someone else could.
"How long have you known?" Princeton asked. He knew that he was only hurting himself by asking all of these many questions pertaining to Giselle and her new relationship.
"Shit, I'm not sure. Zoe nem had been told me about Junior though, Giselle said fuck you didn't she?" King chuckled loudly. "You deserve that shit though." King punctured Princeton's lil heart.
King was nearly dying from laughter.
He was happy for Giselle and though King hated to admit it, he was actually enjoying the karma that was attacking his little brother.
Out of all of the people and girls Princeton done hurt and played, he should've seen this shit coming.
"Yeah, you right." Princeton whispered more to himself. He grabbed his subway train card from off of the counter and let himself out the door.
He needed to clear his mind.
_Giselle gathered up all of her Gucci bags and exited the store.
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Providing a Good Deed 2
General FictionThe apple doesn't fall too far from the tree now does it? Let's move on to the next generation, the generation of Giselle Monét Jones