Me, Myself, And I (A Sequel to Sincerely Breanna)

Chapter 10

I was scrolling down my timeline.
When someone knocked on me and Cassie's hotel room door.

Being that she's super lazy I answered it.

"Hey , Ej?".

I was confused as shit.

"Me and the boys wanted to know if y'all wanted to hit up a club with us tonight?", he says playing with his fingers.

I giggle at his nervousness .

"Yeah. Sounds good".

**

"Justin, bruh!", I yell into the phone.

We on facetime and this nigga really at my house eating up my shit. Him and Chris.

"When do you leave for football?", I ask.

He plays for ... I forgot.

"In 3 days", he says scratching his head.

I nod.

"So what you doing tonight?", he asks.

"Clubbing with Cassie", I say sipping my water .

"Breanna Lyon , don't drink too much and don't start shit with them niggas from Love and Hip Hop", he says with a serious face.

"Ugh. Yes dad . Goodbye love you.", I say laughing.

"Bye. Love you to b."

**

"Breanna, do not order another tequila," Cassie yells.

As if on que Ej walks over with a shot.

I thank him and down it quickly.

Then them wannabe's walked in, Joseline and some groupies.

I respect Stevie J that nigga is a legend , but Joseline not so much.

I scoff as she walks past me.

I'm a shady mf.

She looks at me and I smirk.

I see her roll her eyes and walk to a crowd of people.

I hate bitches that dont do shit but expect to be famous, like no baby you gotta earn that .

Somehow only E.J only ended up coming to the club with us .

He's a really cool guy, but his hairline.

I giggle to myself.

Man I'm drunk af.

Cassie POV.

"Yes Babe", I say talking to diddy on the phone.

I have to semi holler over the music.

Then I see E.J leading a drunk Breanna to the back of the club.

"What the fuck, " I mutter to myself.

"What was that baby?", he asks.

"I'll call you back", I say hanging up and trying to locate Breanna and E.J.

Breanna POV

"E.J , where are we ", I ask giggling.

"Just relax," he says beginning to kiss my neck.

"Stop E.J".
He then holds my arms down.

"EJ STOP", I yell try a squirm out the way.

He starts unbuckling his pants when I see some people approach us.

"Get the fuck up", they yell.

Trembling I get up and just stand there.

"Give all your jewelry and money", the man says.

"Uhh nigga hell no", I say.

"Breanna give it", E.J says.

"You shut the fuck up you rapist".

"EVERYONE SHUT THE HELL UP", the man says pulling out a gun , " now give me your shit and I won't shoot".

I start to take of my jewelry, then I realize that this nigga got me bent.

"No."

He looks at me and shock and then without notice a loud bang fills my ears.

All I hear next is somebody screaming before I fade out .
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