Meeting Part 2

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Drake p.o.v

What the hell? How can i be standing there looking at myself...

Drake: Who are you?

Jameson: Im you in away

Drake: What? 

Jameson: Drake...Im your spilt personity....tyga was taking you the truth...

Drake: No!!! That not possible i dont have a spilt personity and if i did i would know about it

Jameson: No not really.....drake i be around for years even since our dad kill

Drake: Shut up about that.... 

Jameson: I know it was painfuly for you and since you dont like showing your feels i was born...the side of you with feeling that actully care about people and went they then you.

Drake: * laugh* I know...this is all fake...that old bitch...whatever she give me must be a drug that cause

Jameson: Drake this is real...you are inside your head...which wil soon be my head..

Drake: Your head?? the fuck that supp....o...I see you went tyga all to yourself? Dont you...*laugh* You....you just went to fuck him don

Jameson: Shut up! You never love him! You treat him like he was shit...and i idiot for not coming out early and stop...you...but today i going to make up for my mistake

Drake: What you going to do? Kill me?

Jameson: No i still need you to be alive since you are the original...kinda of. 

Drake: Niggra i not going anywhere. 

I stand up and try to  punch  him but he disappear in thin air and then it was darkness and then a light that blind my eyes and when i open them again. I was in my bed..standing up trying to figure out what just  happen.. was it a dream? I look over and show tyga gone... the first think i was going to do when i get my hand on him is kill him.....i jump out of the bed and ran downstairs where i hear water running... tyga im going to fucking kill you.  I yell but it wasnt tyga it was august..in my kitchen cooking breakfast?

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