No Strings Attached

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Excuse all mistakes.
Cj
I stood next Juice as he threw money on these strippers. Ion even wanna be here in all honesty, I just feel out of place.

"You good?" Juice asked looking over at me.

I nodded and continued to take the paper off the stack of 1s I just got.

"Nigga you depressed- aye you know what-." Juice said cutting himself off. "Lemme get 5 bottles of Hennessy!" He yelled to the bottle girl.

I shook my head chuckling. This nigga is a clown and ain't afraid to show it.

"I know that's yo' baby mama and all but fuck her. She only did that lame ass shit because it's close to the due date and she plan on doing some dumb shit." Juice said as I threw money up on the stage.

What he saying sounds about right but I know it's some shit I did on my end too. Me and Kierra relationship never really was a relationship anyway. She didn't wanna be with me from the beginning...I just was being a corny ass nigga for a bitch that don't even fuck with me for real.

"It's been fuck her. You see how that ended up." I said and he started laughing.

"If youn' wanna be around this shit all I can tell you is move..."

I looked at him like he was stupid. Nigga know ian going no where plus ain't no bitch finna run me outta' town. It's wraps for that.

"Move where? Atlanta?" I asked already knowing what he was thinking.

Juice recently signed to a label that's based in Atlanta. He moved there a couple months ago and ain't been back to NC since. Ion blame 'em...Atlanta got some bad bitches and everywhere it's a turn up.

"Yeah nigga, or go back to where the fuck you cam-." I stopped him mid sentence by holding up my finger.

"I'm not going back to Baltimore slim." I said and he looked at me.

I tapped Juice and he followed me to the couch in the section we was in. The bottles of Hennessy was right there along with a note.

Juice balled up the note and threw it on the ground without reading it.

"Bitches always tryna send they pussy through the mail." He mumbled making me laugh.

As he was talking I pulled out my phone to text Kierra. She texted me last night telling me about her last upcoming doctors appointment. I was too busy to text back so I left her on read.

Kierra- Can I get a yes, no, maybe, so?
Me- My bad
Kierra- Are you coming or not

I left her on read again and locked my phone. A couple days ago we got into a argument over the phone which I'm still mad about.