The Night is still young

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Onika's POV
Continued from her birthday
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"Where is she?" I asked again looking at all the guys standing around, yet they still ignored me. "Oh really?...okay coo.." I nodded growing frustrated. I went back outside and grabbed Aubrey by his arm as he was talking and looked at Rih; "can I borrow him for just a moment? I need to get someone's attention" I spoke and she understood right away "Go ahead" she smiled with her cup in her hand. I ignored everyone else in the group just giving a slightly apologetic smile even though I knew they understood why before I dragged him into the building where some people were watching and others was just minding their business.

"Nicki chill thi-"I honestly don't care, tell these mfs" I spoke almost throwing him out of my rough grip in front of the guys I was just yelling at "That I need to see Diablo now!" I spoke on the verge of raising my voice as he tried to fix his stance and people began to come back inside; it felt weird using that name shit in all honesty I hate that name. Aubrey glances at me trying to see if I was sure but saw I was dead serious and looked at them "She really need to see her.. she ain't no harm trust" he spoke to the main two who seemed to know him from how they face kinda softened. The three next to the door nodded and moved out of the way as Drake looked at me; "Go ahead" he spoke moving as well, I was about to step inside before I realized something.

"Hold that thought, I need one of y'all to come with me." I looked at the bigger guy out of all of them in the building just standing against some of the walls and watching the doors. "You got a gun or know how to fight right?" I asked and he looked at me like I was crazy before nodding "good I can't bring diablo into it" I spoke more so to myself "Follow me, I need you to make sure this boy don't do nothing" I informed as we walked back outside and I showed him August who was still flirting and yet talking to another girl trying to touch on her.

"I need you to not let him touch me or anything because if he does and ya boss finds out that her girl done got hurt, everyone will be dead.. she brought guns with her right?" I asked and he nodded "All of us have them, but she did bring rifles" he spoke in his depth holding voice proving my point "Good" I wished more to myself. We went all the way to him to where he saw me in plain sight and tried to fix his act; "Hey baby.." he tried to smile and touch on me.

"I'm breaking up with you, now and I don't have any interest with you and I don't think I ever really did. I'm sorry to waste my time and I'm sorry for myself because you also wasted my time. But that's life." I spoke immediately with a straight face as his grew in confusion and anger. "What?!!" He asked stepping close "THE FUCK YOU MEAN BREAKING UP?!" He asked moving closer just for the man to move me behind him and he look down on August "Thank you..?" I asked trying to get the bearded mans name "Tyrone, go ahead and go in I know how important this is for the boss" he spoke looking at me with his hand holding August shirt as the boy started me down.

I nodded feeling eyes on me and turned around heading inside but before I stepped in I saw my mom nodding in acceptance of my actions. I walked in seeing Aubrey was gone and they were still willing to let me up so I did, it was stairs to the roof. I will admit I struggled cause these heels and short dress wasn't meant for this type of occasion but never the less I made it opening the metal door mindlessly walking out. I looked around the roof til I heard something at the front, that something being her pointing and cocking her gun at me "Really" I spoke.

It was as if she didn't recognize me from how she slowly put the gun down, "Whatchu doing outchea" she asked with a slur in her voice. "I know you not drunk..." I spoke walking up to where she was which was the edge of the roof with her legs dangling and a cooler right next to her. "I ain't drunk, I'm slightly tipsy" she spoke in her normal voice; "You need to get off this ledge and put these guns away, I know you cleaning them but why do it in public?" I asked sitting next to her on the towel or blanket she had down.

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