Between The Bars • Conceited

4 • His Charm

QUICK A/N:

As a small reminder, here's who's on each squad just in case you've forgotten!

Red Squad: Nick, Justina, Hitman Holla, Charron, Darren, Jacob, Tim, and Emmanuel

Black Squad: Alissa, Con, Matt, Chico, Karlous, Jess, DC and Charlie Clips.

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"Y'all know what time it is, it's time for the Wildstyle!" Nick said as the crowd cheered. A Wild N Out girl came out with the belt Nick gives each guest star if they beat him and his Red Squad.

Which is every episode

"See that right there Alissa, you could go home with that." Nick said. I decided to add a little sass so I responded with yes, "You damn right I am."

"Damn, a lil sassy thang is over there! Anyways y'all know how this works. Here at Wild N Out we like to focus on the jokes so each punchline is worth one point! Y'all ready? Red Squad step up, Black Squad step up, DJ D-Wreck, drop the beat!" Nick announced.

DJ D-Wreck dropped a nice beat that slapped and the vibe was so dope. "Brooklyn... Where we at? Y'all Brooklyn!" Nick started.

"Aight, c'mon up her Miss Fulton." Nick teased. I chuckled and stepped up.

"Yo yo, Alissa we all know you as Hitman's lil baby sista, but girl, call me mista, because once I get ahold of a fine lil thang like you, I'ma have to tell Hitman forget the babysitta!" Nick rapped, with a little smirk at the end. D-Wreck gave him a bell.

"Oooo." The crowd cheered in unison. I chuckled and got the mic from Chico.

"Yeah Nick, I was prepared for all the drama, but boy, I'll never be one of your baby mamas!" I fired back which earned me a bell and yells from the crowd.

"Well damn." Nick mumbled.

"Yo lemme get Jess!" Justina yelled, which earned her a 'Ooo' from the crowd. She got the mic from Nick and Jess stepped up, giving me the 'Oh God' stare. I handed her the mic.

I chuckled under my breath as Justina started her "barz" as she calls them.

"Look, Jess you do gotta brand, you are known, but what people don't really know is that you got a scrotum, you a ugly bitch and no guy want you and sis you the color as a little kid's number 2." Justina rapped, earning her the bells. I rolled my eyes and the crowd was shook.

Jess chuckled and looked at me as we both laughed. Justina stood there and popped her hips out, to make it look like she got some ass. I almost wanted to pass out from chuckling so hard.

"Yo, Justina. You seriously think you the Wildstyle Queen and that makes me laugh, after a fool kiss those lips, he need a bath, now I'ma spit something that's true, during break you busted a wall, all because Con didn't want you!" Jess rapped viciously. I held my mouth in shock. I didn't think she'd go that far.

Con chuckled from his under his breath and I almost fell to the floor from laughing.

"Okay uh, let's see, lemme get Con!" Justina started.

This bitch for real?

Con stepped up and got the mic from Jess.

"Look Con, we all know you as the Wildstyle king, but how the fuck can you claim that when Nick had to put take you under his wing?" Justina rapped.

To everyone's surprise and even mine, she got a buzz.

Con made a 'what the fuck' face and said, "DJ D-Wreck, cut the beat!"

Everyone screamed and I held Con's shoulders. I knew he was about to destroy Justina. I mean, I've watched a few episodes of the show when Con roasted her and damn, RIP Justina Valentine.

"Justina, you say you the Wildstyle Queen and that's fine with me, but I'm the king so I'ma murder ya to the first degree, I know I'd never want you, that's a guarantee!" Con rapped, earning him a bell and a hug from me.

Justina gave him the death stare and DC came up, getting the mic and saying the funniest shit ever, making D-Wreck end the game.

"Justinaaaa, girl you need to take a hike, why your voice sound like a dirt bike?" DC joked.

Nick began laughing and Justina went to the back, causing a fucking scene as usual.

"Y'all give it for Alissa! She took my comedy crown but it's all good, now y'all make some noise for Lil Pump!" Nick yelled.

Lil Pump came out and began to perform his new song named 'Gucci Gang' and I put the belt around my waist.

As I was gonna go and dance, I felt someone grab my hand. I looked to see Con with a slight smile on his face.

"Hey Con, do you wanna go and grab a drink after this?" I asked, completely fearless of rejection. Usually I stutter with guys, but Con didn't make me feel like I had to or did.

Con look puzzled at first, but answered my question.

"Yes, I'd enjoy that."

I felt my face heat up and before anything can occur, my brother came from behind Con.

"Congrats sista." He smiled as his arm wrapped around me. "Thank you bro, it was hella lit except for Justina's bitch ass." I said.

Him and Con laughed. "She's usually chill, but this time she seemed very hostile." My brother said. I made a 'O' shape with my mouth and Con changed the topic of conversation.

"Hit, can I take your sista out tonight?" He asked.

Hitman looked at us and raised an eyebrow. "I mean she an adult but Con, if you hurt her I swear on my granny's grave I'll beat your ass." Hit said, sounding serious for once.

Con licked his lips and said, "I won't man, that isn't me."

"You've been warned." Hitman said again, making the three of us chuckle.

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After the show ended, I got everybody's number except Justina's. Tomorrow I made plans to hang out with Jess and DC and go shopping. Also, we're all going to the movies to see 'Ma'.

After the movies and mall with Jess and DC, I'm supposed to go with Nick, Chico, Karlous and Con to the club.

Anywho, currently I'm with Con in his car. Since I took an Uber here, he was gonna drive me home and wherever he wanted to take me to.

Con pulled into this little tiny burger joint and parked his car.

"You hungry?" Con asked.

"Fuck yeah." I responded as I answered a text from DC's crazy ass. Con chuckled and said, "Well c'mon, before they close!"

I got outta the car and joined Con to walk to the stand.

But as we walked, I felt Con's fingers interlock with mine.

"You're a charmer." I giggled.

Con gave me a side eye.

"I'm not a charmer, I'm a man."