Love Games: A Tyga Fanfic

Chapter 30

Tyga

I strolled over to Alicia and Delaine. I saw her looking at me, but the recognition wasn’t there till I rounded the stage.

Delaine said something to Alicia and they looked at me.

“Hello, ladies.” I said, smoothly. It shrouded my anxiety. I was nervous as shit to talk to her. The ball was in her court, and I needed to get the ball back in my court.

“What do you want?” Delaine asked.

“To talk.” I answered.

“No.” She replied, flatly. I could feel Alicia’s eyes boring into the side of my face.

“Why are you guys here? Alicia shouldn’t you be home taking care of your newborn child.” I questioned.

“Excuse me?” Alicia shouted. The people in the immediate tables next to us looked over to us.

“So, you think firing shots at my best friend is going to get me to talk to you? Nigga you got shit fucked up.” Delaine scolded. 

“I’m sorry, Alicia.” I said. She rolled her eyes. 

“We’re trying to have a good time, can you leave?” Delaine interjected. 

“Why?” I asked.

“Cause you’re being an asshole.” Alicia answered for Delaine.

“You’re right.” I replied. They turned away and continued to look at the girls.

“Please?” I asked. They both ignored me.

“Do I have to get on my knees, or some shit?” I asked.

“It’s a start.” She replied. I stared at her for a while. She glanced up at me, and sighed.

“Fine.” She yielded.

“Come to my table please?” I invited.

“Nino’s there though.”

“So? He and Alicia will be in the front. I’ll pull up two chairs behind them.” I replied.

She thought about it. She looked at Alicia and they had some type of silent conversation.

They both rose from the table and followed me towards my table.

“Hey Nino.” Delaine said, as we reached the table.

“Hey, what ya’ll doing here?” He asked, trying to pry his eyes off the girl.

“Same thing you guys are: to see some pretty women.” She answered. Nino got up, hugged Delaine, then Alicia. 

I called over the waiter to bring over some more chairs. The waiter brought over two plush chairs and put them right behind the other chairs.

“Thanks.” I said to him. Delaine and I sat down in the two back chairs.

“Okay, talk.” She said, taking the glass of brandy I was drinking from and taking a gulp.

Blac Chyna

I put my finishing touches on my make-up and went to the back of the stage to wait for my queue.

I peered out onto the crowd. It was a full house, like usual.

I looked over and saw Tyga and that girl sitting together having an intimate conversation.

Tyga is such a fuck nigga. He played us both. Every time he came here, he would spend a whole stack on me, and shit. Then when I finally get the D, his girlfriend ruins it, and then he wanna act like I’m not shit.