Chapter: 12

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Tay POV

I sat there looking at the picture of another nigga on Nikas page. I started reading the comments. Shit pissed me off seeing them messing around and shit. THATS MY GIRL BRUH he's not finna take her from me. I promise y'all. He's not finna take her from me bruh. I put that on my life. That girl has my heart, and I know I have hers. He's not gonna take that from me. Yea he's not taking my baby from me. If I gotta go down to Chicago, I will. I texted Nika to see wtf was going on with her, and who that nigga was.

Me: Shawty?

Babygirl💕🥺: What bro? Why can't you leave me alone?

Me: Look bruh ion wanna argue. I just wanna know who that nigga was on yo page.

Babygirl💕🥺: It doesn't matter. You're not my nigga.

Me: Baby I'll always be yo nigga. You'll always be my wife. I promise that if you down there talking to other niggas, it gonna be a different issue.

Babygirl💕🥺: You're not my dad. If I wanna talk to another nigga, I'll talk to another nigga. Go text one of yo hoes and leave me alone.

Me: Unika, who tf is that nigga bro? Are you talking to him? Did y'all fuck? Fuck are y'all dating? Matter fact are y'all fuckING? Istg on my niggas, my family and my life bro.

Babygirl💕🥺: Mind your fucking business Taymor.

Me: You fucking him ain't you?

Babygirl💕🥺: No nigga damn. Now leave me alone.

Me: I'm coming down there for you bruh. So don't be surprised when I pop up outta nowhere. Ong.

Seen

This girl is Turing me into somebody different man.

My room door opened and Pimp and Santana came in.

"What you doing nigga?"

Pimp asked sitting on my bed.

"Nun man."

I said as I sighed and put my phone down looking up at the ceiling.

"You still hooked up on Shawty leaving?"

I nodded my head.

"I regret everything man. She'd be here with me right now and not with some other nigga if only Ian fuck up."

"Man she loves you like crazy... she not gone be able to stay away from you for that long. You know that."

Santana said reassuring me.

"Yea! But only if she don't find a new nigga."

I said as I sat up and rubbed my hand down my face.

"Here!"

Santana said has he tossed a blunt on my bed.

"You needa let out all yo stress."

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