Chapter 6

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"The greatest lie ever told about love is that it sets you free."

~~~ Zadie Smith, On Beauty

Khalyn POV

"Now why the fuck would you do that?!?" I said holding Kimberly by the collar of her shirt.

Kimberly was just one of my hoes. I have been dealin wit her for a few months and the poor girl fell in love. I keep telling her what it is and always will be between us, but obviously she doesn't get the picture. And now Issa just walked in on us in my trailer. Trust me, I didn't know KK was coming but it's not what it seems like. She just ran into my trailer and shit went left from there.

KK is the type that loves to be in the limelight. Loves the paparazzi, the clubs with the rich niggas poppin bottles, only requires fancy dinners and requires expensive gifts, but don't got a dollar in they own wallet. You know, them typa bitches.

She kept begging me to let her come backstage with her friends for the show, I guess to show me off as a trophy or sum. I told her no because Issa was here and shit just went left.

I don't know why KK acted like she didn't know who Issa was. All KK and I did was have sex, no more, no less. I didn't even take this bitch to dinner. And once I met Issa she knew it would be a wrap with her once we made things official.

"Get the fuck off me!!" She screamed. I quickly let go of her shirt and threw my hands up in the air as a surrender. I don't need her taking anything out of context and me having to catch a case. I would really have to beat her ass after that.

"You don't need that bitch anyways! She ain't solid Khalyn! Why don't you be with me I been here longer I've been there for you!" Tears began rushing down her face and she starts sobbing into her hands. I instantly smacked my lips.

"Girl quit the act. Don't try to guilt trip me you knew what it was when we first met. I told you I didn't wanna get serious. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna make things right with MY GIRL." I stormed out of the trailer and went to find Issa.

I didn't know which direction she went so I asked around giving a description of what she was wearing. I found out she was in Justus trailer. I banged on the door but only got a reply from Naelani.

"She doesn't wanna talk to you!! Leave her the fuck alone!"

Damn. That hurt.
I felt a sharp pain across my chest. As it crazy as it sounds, the fact that Issa was hurting made me hurt to. I know I caused her pain but on my end I feel it just as much. If not, even more.

I dropped my head as I went back to my trailer to try to get ready for my set. The show must go on sadly but trust me I ain't done trying with this girl.

Once it was time for me to hit the stage, I walk to backstage to grab my mic and get ready to walk on. I hear Issa's voice ringing through the speakers. I turned my head towards the stage.

She's performing?? How come she didn't tell me? I would've been there for her! I know what I did was fucked up but not telling me about your performance, cmon now.

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