Antwan in mm
You ain't got to cry no more, you ain't got you cry no more
I ain't telling you I'm perfect but for you I'll go to war
So Let me know now, tell me how you feel
Cause whatever you don't do, another women will
K Camp@Blessing
Antwan pov
"So you know we've talking forever, I think it's time we take it to the next level." Jazz insisted
I slightly gagged on my pepsi, which caused me to choke.
She looked at me confused. I gained my composure.
Should have known this shit was coming eventually, and it's completely my fault. While I was dating Dezi, I've been technically dating her too. Dates,Sex, Shopping Trips and I met her family, all while with Dezi. Yeah, I like Jazz but I'm not trying to be with anyone other than my baby.
"Look Jazz, I'm too busy for a relationship right now."
"I bet you aren't to busy for Dezi." She accused
I shrugged. "I don't even know"
"Why won't you ever just give me a chance, we've been doing things, before you even met her."
"Why won't you just let it go? I don't wanna be nothing to you." I snapped
She bit her lip getting up from the table and heading to her car.
I know ima have to apologize to her later.
"Yo Twan!" Someone called
I looked up to face John, a nigga who deals with me.
We dapped before he sat in front of me.
"I was just about to call you, I saw Zain talking to them little shorties you hang with. He looked especially interested in yours."
When he said that my heart stopped.
"Did he know they with me?"
"Yeah, he asked them about you."
I hit the table before standing up.
"Where?"
"Some coffee place."
I didn't even need anymore information. Leave it to them to be at Starbucks.
Sprinting to my car, I hopped in driving a couple blocks down.
After parking, I got out the car walking inside.
I spotted them. Dezi had already gotten her drink and was sitting down next to Zain.
She blushed to whatever he said. I'm about to kill her.
I swear, I say it like every day. This time I think I'll actually do it.
"Desiree." I said getting her attention
She looked up with a guilty expression.
"Oh Twan, nigga long time no see. What's up?"
I ignored him. "Let's go Desiree."
Zain smirked. "Finally got your name, I'll see you around Desiree."
I got more pissed off, if even possible.
"Why aren't you at Lauren's party?"
I frowned. "I was taking care of somethings, but we need to talk."

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