TORN

Chapter Four: Deal Breakers

Day of Olivia's birthday party.

August

"So has she come to a decision yet?" Tone asked me as he passed the blunt.

"Man, I called her ass a couple days ago, she must have been with her nigga because she was being short with me and told me that she will have a final decision today at her kid's birthday party." I said sighing ashing the blunt.

Tone chuckled causing me took up at him.

"What's funny nigga?" I ask raising my eyebrow inhaling the blunt.

My bodyguard Mone, began laughing too. "Nigga, you like this bitch?" Mone asked crossing his hands over his chest. 

"Don't call her that. And no I don't but she's cool people. Right Tone?" I said passing the blunt along after I inhaled it once more."I mean sure, but I know once her nigga Odell Beckham popped up, August stepped it up a notch. I was supposed to be calling and checking in on her decision, but he insisted.

"Since when? Nigga all you do is the singing" Mone replied in a slave voice laughing more. "He got him a crush, but too pussy to admit it" Mone added smirking.

I laughed and sat back. "I don't know the girl. She is cold tho, I'm not going to deny that" I said licking my lips picturing Jazmine in my head. That nigga Odell is lucky as hell though, on some real shit. 

"Nigga I'll be the judge of that. Pull up her Instagram" Mone asked. I smiled and pulled my phone out going right to her page. "nigga done memorized the bitch ig name and shit" Mone said taking my phone sliding out his chair laughing. "I hope ya bitch ass fall on the floor" I mumble kicking his leg.

"Alright. I'll chill. But nah shorty a thick one probably taste like vanilla with a hint of brown sugar" Mone blurted out smiling hard. "The fuck?" Tone said before bursting into laughter.

I joined him in laughter and took my phone back. "yeah bruh, you on some weird shit. But come on, finish that blunt so I can go grab the girls and head to this damn party" I said standing up stretching.

"You just trying to see her ass" Mone said pushing me back some. "Nigga you know I'm skinny can't be doing that!" I yelled stumbling to my feet. Mone laughed and walked out the door and I followed. Mone was right tho, something about Jazmine really caught my eye.

"Alright I'll hit you up with her answer Tone" I said to him leaving out the studio.

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"Kay Kay stop" I said sighing as I put the car in park. I love my nieces, I took them under my wing once my brother was shot and killed but I'm a young ass nigga providing for three girls and their Mom is hard shit trying to maintain a singing career as well.

"Unc shut up. I'm singing your song!"

"Nummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmb" She sang loudly in a country tone for the 1,000th time.

I laughed and shook my head taking my seat belt. "I'm locking you in the car, Chay and Mya come on" I said getting out the car. Kay rolled her eyes and didn't take off her seat-belt. Mya burst into laughter at her sisters' actions. "Girl, don't make me come get you" I said in a stern tone before smiling. She smiled and tore her seat-belt off climbing out my Range.

"Mone, tell Unc he gotta be nice to me!" Kay said sticking her tongue out at me. Mone laughed and took Mya and Kay hands as we crossed the street. "Oh yeah? Mone you tell Kay Kay that I'll ship her ass off to Africa" I said smirking watching her facial expression. Once we got across the street she ran to me and hugged my legs. "Don't send me Africa" She pleaded giggling. "I wouldn't dream of it" I said picking her up swinging her around kissing her forehead. I love my girls like they're my own. I am my brother's keeper.