La Bella Mafia

Confessions

"Now this gon' be the hardest thing I think I ever had to do
Got me talkin' to myself askin' how I'm gon' tell you'..."
Usher- Confessions Part II

Dre

I was on the Ave with the bros, and some bitches smoking and shit when I heard my phone ringing. I quickly pulled my phone out hoping it was Syn. And it was. I couldn't believe she was finally calling me back after almost a week of not hearing shit from her.

"Yo Syn wassgud baby?" I said passing the blunt back to my nigga Corey and walking away from the stoop we were sitting on.

This bitch Ari sucked her teeth as I walked away. She had been on my dick for a while but I never touched her. She thought because she had a fat ass I would fuck her. She was ugly and I ain't fuck with ugly bitches, I don't care how fat her ass is. Plus my nigga Corey got head from her and he said it was trash. So what the fuck did she really have to offer?

"Hi Dre." She said lightly.

"What's wrong? Why you sound like that?" I asked her. I hope aint shit happened to her.

She sighed. "Look Dre, I have to tell you something and I know you're not gonna like it."

"Hold up." I stopped her before she could continue. I turned around to look back at the guys and once I caught Corey's attention, I let him know I was going across the street to my Range.

Slamming the door I finally spoke. "And what is that Syn?" I took of my fitted hat and rubbed my temples. I could sense the bullshit from here.

"So.. First would you like to tell me about Brittney?" She asked.

"Who?"

Syn sucked her teeth. "Nigga Brittney!
Now you don't know?" She laughed.

"If you're gonna play dumb with me, then I'll just hang up and move the rest of my shit out!" She yelled.

"Yo Chill out! What's the problem? What the fuck you asking me this shit for Syn? I don't even know a Brittney yo, for real." I told her, I really didn't remember a Brittney. Who the fuck got in her ear now?

"Nigga." She paused as if she was in thought. "Oh I see...you probably fucked the bitch and didn't even know her name. Nasty dick ass. Brittney is a stripper who works at Lust. Light skin, fat ass, ratchet ass pink hair. Now you remember?"

Ahh man..I stared straight ahead as if she could see me. I didn't know exactly what she knew yet so I wasn't gonna sit here and tell on myself. I had been in a few situations like this before with numerous girls, I knew how to handle these things. But this was Syn... I already knew she's gonna make this shit a big deal. Shit! How the fuck did she find-

"Oh, don't get quiet now nigga!" Syn yelled into the phone, interrupting my thoughts.

"Syn I don't know what that bitch said to you or what happened between y'all two, but that hoe is fucking lying. I ain't fuck that nasty bitch!" I yelled back at her.

"You gon' continue to lie to me? Even when I'm giving you the opportunity to tell the fucking truth? Really Dre?" Her voice lowered.

"Bruh. I'm telling you the truth, I don't even know that bitch! What? She gave me a few lap dances and shit. So what?"

"Alright then Dre." She said calmly. "Matter of fact. Hold on" she paused. A few seconds later I heard her voice again. "Look at the pictures I just sent you."

I took my phone from my ear and then looked at the pictures she sent. It was pictures of me and Brittney in the club, the night I fucked her. I was drunk that night and was all over that bitch. I didn't even remember taking these fucking pictures. Bitch knew what the fuck she was doing taking them too.