Trouble and Pleasure in Paradise (RATED R)

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[recap; chres and dré stopped fighting and everyone is on their way to Jamaica!.. it was more interesting than I made it sound. btw this one gets freaky (when they are on the plane)]

ALEXUS P.O.V.

*everyone arrives at the airport*

Prince: Jamaica here we come!

Chresanto: *still sitting in the limo* yup everyone except me

Me: *pouts* bye chres * hugs him*

Chres: sike naw girl I’m coming

Me: what? How? You don’t have any bags

Chres: oh really *goes to the trunk and gets his suitcases*

Me: when did those get there?

Chres: before you guys came *smirks*

Me: *turns to everyone* y’all new about this?

everyone: yup

me: yay! *jumps on chres*

dré: *clears throat*

me: *gets off* so we better get going

*they arrive at their gate just in time to check in and they have a surprise guest*

??: wassup bitches!

Everyone: *rolls eyes and sighs* hey bri

Bri: damn! I’m happy to see y’all too. *looks at dré* where my ticket at!?

Dré: *thinking; I knew I should’ve left this ticket home* *sighs* right here *hands her the ticket*

Bri: is this real? *hold it up to the light*

Rayan: bitch it’s not money. Dumbass

Bri: *rolls eyes* heyy boo *tries to kiss chres*

Chresanto: *jerks away before she can kiss him* wassup

Bri: oh so you don’t wanna kiss me now since miss fancy (directing towards Alexus) is here huh? Oh I see. You won’t be gettin none tonight boo boo

Chresanto: I ain’t want none anyway

Bri: what you say?

Chresanto: I said I ain’t want none anyway!

Bri: oh really! *starts getting loud and ratchet* OH I REALLY SEE HOW YOU FEEL MR. POP STAR! IT’S OKAY BECAUSE I GOT DIGGY! *goes towards diggy*

Diggy: bitch, get out my face

Bri: come on baby. You know you love me

Dré: look we not finna have no fighting on this trip so you either shut up or get out!

Chresanto:  get out!

Bri: you know what chres. We are done!

Chresanto: good. I’ m tired of your ghetto self anyway

Bri: *starts to walk away*

Dré: uh uh wait

Everyone: *gives him the “what the fuck are you doin nigga"  face*

Dré: give me the ticket. I know you sneaky

Bri: here nigga *hands him the ticket and walks away*

Dré: *tears up the ticket*

Kiara: thank the lord that bitch is gone!

Lady at the front desk: sir? You know this isn’t your gate right? You just check in here

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