Chapter 1

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Method Man

 "Nigga, we kilt that shit," my nigga Doc said as we walked backstage

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"Nigga, we kilt that shit," my nigga Doc said as we walked backstage.

"Word nigga, the crowd was going crazy tonight," I love performing for my fans, yo. They hype me up and keep me going.

I went to chill on the couch and started to light up. "Yo dog, what you up to tonight," Redman asked me while he sat next to me.

"Shit head home," I wasn't really into going out a lot anymore.

"Dog come on you need to come to this club I heard about over on 42nd" I looked at Doc like he lost his mind, I ain't been to no club since my divorce was final and that was a year ago.

"Nah, man, you good. I'm not in the mood for the club."

"Look you need to get out there and start having fun again, I know you been hurting since your divorce dog,but your ex-wife moved on,it's time you do the same,life is too short" Doc got up and walked to the door "I'll be at the club if you need me it's called Juicy later dog".

I sat for a while, thinking hard on what Doc said, he had a point. Right after my ex-wife and I finalized our divorce, she got with some dude that she had been talking to throughout our marriage; he was basically the reason why we divorced now.
I looked at the clock; it was going on to 1:00 in the morning, "Damn, I been sitting here for an hour?". I got myself together went outside. I walked to the SUV and told my driver, " Take me to this spot called Juicy on 42nd."

Doc was right; it's time I move on and start living life again. When I got to the club, there were hundreds of people waiting to get in "Damn, this place must be hot." As I got to the door, I saw Doc smirking at me.

"Ahh, I knew you would come," he said, dapping me up.

"Shit, you was right. I need to move on and start living my best life again," shaking my shoulders to the song that was playing.

"That's wassup dog, um I'll be right back. I'm going to talk to this shawty I been trying to get with for the past 30 mins" he ran off before I could clown him about how he about to be turned down bad.

I turned around to look for the bar and immediately started walking to it as soon as I found it. When I finally got to the bar, I ordered me a drink or at least tried to order me a drink. I was distracted by a beautiful specimen standing by the bar all by herself.

 I was distracted by a beautiful specimen standing by the bar all by herself

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