Chapter 11

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FRIDAY MORNING

11:30AM

2 DAYS LATER

QUE POV

I left early this morning and came back to LA around 6:30 this morning

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I left early this morning and came back to LA around 6:30 this morning. The last 2 days have been busy as hell helping Diamonte moved in the house and getting settled in. Me and Nip moved her things inside and made sure she was straight before leaving.

Right now, Me and East chillen inside my crib just running it and smoking back-to-back blunts and laughing our ass off, "QUENTIN CHRISTOPHER BROWN" my girl screamed as she was coming down the stairs. She came in front of me mugging the fuck outs me and I'm high as hell but I'm Tryna see what the fuck her problem is.

"Kourtney what the fuck is your problem?" I asked her, as I was getting up off the sofa. She mugged me pushing my ass back on the sofa and then threw the pictures at me letting it fall to my feet.

 She mugged me pushing my ass back on the sofa and then threw the pictures at me letting it fall to my feet

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"Did you fucking had me followed Kourtney" I asked her, and she didn't say shit, but she was mad as hell

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"Did you fucking had me followed Kourtney" I asked her, and she didn't say shit, but she was mad as hell. My fucking high went the fucking down and I was pissed as hell, like how the fuck she knew about Diamonte.

"WHO THE FUCK IS THAT QUENTIN?" she yelled at me, then slapping me twice, which made me flex my jaw just staring at her. " Babe Lemme explain" I told her, and she pushed me past me Tryna leave out the front door, but I stopped her. she slapped me again & I was getting pissed to where East had to get in the middle of us. "TELL ME WHO THE FUCK SHE IS!" she said as tear ran down her face. I sighed grabbing her hand, sitting her down on the sofa and started to explain. "2 months ago, I slipped up when you were back home in Indiana, the girl in the photos Nipsey Hussle little sister Diamonte, that's why I had to go to ATL she found out she was pregnant, and I went to confirm and make sure" I told her telling her the truth. She burst out in tears hitting my chest over and over again as she yells, she hated me. I felt so fucking bad. "QUENTIN FUCK YOU ITS OVER!" She yelled as she went to the door yanking it up to her little sister Megan waiting outside for her. she looked at me with some much hatred and slammed my door hard as fuck to where she shattered the front screen.

 she looked at me with some much hatred and slammed my door hard as fuck to where she shattered the front screen

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I looked at the pictures all over my floor and got pissed the fuck off. I can't believe Diamonte played me like that fucking up my relationship. "You good bro?" East asked me and I didn't say shit, I pulled out my phone and sent her a fucking text.

TEXT MESSAGE:

SO, THIS WHAT TF WE ARE DOING NOW YOU A HOE ASS BITCH FOR THAT DIAMONTE!!

DIAMONTE: Que, what are you talking about?

BITCH, DONT PLAY DUMB HOE YOU SEND SHIT TO MY GIRL AND FUCKED UP MY RELATIONSHIP AND FOR WHAT CUZ BITCH YOU CAN'T HAVE ME IM JUST YOUR BABY DADDY THATS IT!

DIAMONTE: Quentin, I don't know your girlfriend to send her no fucking pictures WTF is you talking about?

THEN WHO ELSE WOULD FUCKING SEND IT DIAMONTE! MONTE ALREADY PLOTTED THREATHEN ABOUT DOING THAT WACK ASS SHIT

DIAMONTE: Monte haven't been popping up so no it isn't fucking her, and I can't fucking believe you would text me while I'm in class accusing me of sending and doing shit like that! that isn't even my fucking character I DONT KNOW EVEN YOUR BITCH like be fareal

YOU KNOW WHAT FUCK YOU BITCH; I KNOW IT WAS YOU AND BITCH IF IT AINT ABOUT MY CHILD, HOE DONT CALL, TEXT ME NOTHING, CUZ BITCH ITS NOTHING STRAIGHT UP

DIAMONTE: WOW OKAY YOU REALLY IS A WEAK ASS BITCH OF A MAN HOW ABOUT I DONT FUCKING CONTACT YOU AT ALL ME AND MY BABY IS GOOD WITH OR WITHOUT YOU MY NIGGA BET IT UP LIKE THAT YA KNOW WHAT BITCH STOP FUCKIN TEXTING ME OL PUSSY ASS NIGGA!

I left her on read. fuck that bitch. I tried calling Kourtney and she is sending my calls to voicemail. "East tell Tech to find out what the fuck just happen" I told him, and he nodded and got on the phone. I called my pilot and told him to gas the jet because me and east going back to Atlanta, Diamonte got me fucked up and got another thing coming, that was one mistake she made playing games with me.


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