"Man, watchout." Was all Jordan said as he pushed past me and continued to make his way down our spiral staircase. I followed behind him, tears brimming my eyes as he walked into the kitchen to snatch the keys to his 2020 Range Rover. I attempted to grab them away from him but he was extremely tall, and easily hovered over my small ass.
"Y/N, I said watchout man, damn! You doing all dis extra shit fo' what? Spyin' on niggas like you the damn FBI when i already told you what was gud wit me and shorty." He said while giving me an exasperated look, his recently dyed dreads falling into his face softly. I raised my hand in an attempt to push them out of his face but he backed away just in time.
"Really, nigga? I said i was sorry!" I called out after him as he shook his head and left, slamming the front door to our LA Beverly Hills mansion. I sighed, thinking about the argument that led up to this moment just a few days ago.
Flashback
"On piru these niggas is straight hoes! Aye! I'm wit dro, got that pack, sellin fo da low! Sell a P, sell a O, sell it for the low, If she top, I'm in love, I'mma let it go, Let it go, on your block, we gon' do a show!" Jordan sang live as he ran around on the stage at Rolling Loud, headbanging and jumping around. I stood on stage with him but i was on the sidelines jumping around as the beat dropped and bae started going crazy. I wasn't gon lie, in my eyes he was the most underrated overrated rapper in our time. He didn't need no features to be poppin, nigga was just fine doing shit on his own. He was humbled and kind, soft spoken and generous. I really did love this nigga.
"Make some noise for Playboi Carti, New York!" I yelled into my own microphone that the DJ decided to give me and grinned as the crowd starting screaming, flashing lights going off in every direction. Jordan turned back to me and grinned, sweat coating his tattoo covered chest and forehead. He turned his back to the crowd for a moment, making a cute lil heart sign wit his fingers towards me. I rolled my eyes but giggled anyway at his lil corny ass, always doing the upMOST.
After his Rolling Loud set, taking pictures wit some fans and doing an interview he was bout ready to head back to the hotel we were staying at out here.
"Baeeeee stoppp" I whined as this heavy ass nigga leaned on me for support as he walked back over to our rented Rolls Royce. I leaned into me as he walked, all sweaty and shit but still had the damn energy to smack my ass. I squealed, tryna shove him off playfully as he only grinned tiredly in my direction.
"Carti!" We both heard which caused him to turn his head over. I peeked my head over his lanky ass arm, seeing a female walking over towards us with a group of her friends. They all had wristbands on their wrists but the way they was dressed.. chile. One had on a two piece outfit which wouldn't have looked awful if it wasn't covered in brown stains and grass marks. Bitch even pieces of hay up in her hair and i was honestly confused if she was coming from the concert or a goddamned barn. The other females looked decent, but the main bitch who i automatically recognized as Ruby went all out. Her hair was straightened, and i wasn't gon lie she did look cute in her crop top and jeans but the bitch wasn't me- period.
"What the fuck this buck tooth, long slim jim nose havin ass bitch want now?!" I said outloud and she turned to look at me, bout to say something before Jordan stepped in. He turned to her fully as i stood beside him, mugging the fuck outta all dese hoes.
"I told yo ass months ago to leave me alone-" Jordan started but Ruby interrupted him, holding out a finger as she stared up at him incredulously.
"Nigga then why the fuck did you come see me while you was in Atlanta last week? We fucked, RAW! You told me you wasn't fully over me and was finna leave this ugly ass bitch, Y/N! So why is you lying my nigga?!" Ruby said and i bit in the inside of my cheek, tryna act like i wasn't shocked about the shit she just said. It was true that Jordan was in ATL last week but i couldn't go wit him because my mom had just got surgery on her hip and i had to stay to help her recover. I snook a glance up at Jordan and could see him becoming visibly upset so i decided to step in before shit took a turn for the worse. I reached into my fanny pack and pulled out my bright pink taser, turning that shit on as i made a move towards the girls. They screamed and Ruby took a step backwards as i tried to fry this bitch ass.
