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“It’ll always be feelings. Don’t mean I gotta act on em.”
Stuffing his hands in the pocket of his shorts he rocked back and forth. “Listen Nari, you know I’m the last nigga that’ll block ya play.”
“What you mean by that?” I queried.
“Flocco.”
Running my fingers through my hair I blew out an exasperated sigh. “Tito–” I started but stopped when he shook his head.
Tito held his hand out. “I don’t care to hear what went down. Hell, I’on give a fuck ‘bout none of it. All I’m saying is Nari in this game you’re the Helen of Troy. Juice willneverbow down and let that nigga have you.”
“I don’t want Flocco.” I chuckled nervously. “I fucked with him ‘cause I knew it would get a rise out of Julius. Tito, I promise it ain’t shit there.”
“Do he know that? Cause from what’s been brought back to me is the nigga stay under ya pictures and shit dropping heart eyes.”
“That’s a grown ass man. I can’t control him.”
“I hear ya Nari. Juice plan on stepping to that man tonight.”
“Please don’t let him.” I begged.
“You know better than I do when that nigga put something in his head ain’t shit nobody can say to stop it.”
“See.” I pouted. “This is exactly why I didn’t want to come.”
“I ain’t tryna point the fingers but lil sis this something you started.”
“That man hit me up.” I argued.
“And you fell for the trap. If you really not fucking with Flocco like that you need to let it be known.”
“This is some real double standard type shit. Juice was in a relationship with a girl. They had a whole ass pregnancy scare but I’m the one wrong. How that even make sense?”
“It don’t. And yeah, it may be a double standard but Juice a hard leg Nari. You can’t do what he do. And don’t take me saying that as me saying he get a pass ‘cause he don’t. I be on that nigga ass more than anybody around. Some shit just law Nari, and you know that. It’s a code when it comes to certain things and certain people are off limits. Flocco violated big time.”
“I hear ya. Still don’t make the shit right.”
“Juice told me you was kicking it with Dip. Don’t tell that nigga I said this but that’s a much better look for you than Flocco. If you really serious ‘bout moving on from Juice, then pursue that. But let whatever you got with Flocco go. Fo’ somebody end up losing they life.”
Pecking me on the cheek Tito tipped his head and strolled back over to where Juice was standing. I could accept that I was wrong for fucking Flocco knowing him and Juice had worked together.
When I did the shit the only thing on my mind was getting even. I crossed a line that shouldn’t have been crossed and hindsight twenty-twenty me sleeping with somebody else would’ve hurt Julius regardless. I didn’t have to take Flocco bait the first time, and I didn’t have to double back. Eventually I would apologize to Julius ‘cause had he did that shit with somebody I had to see because of my occupation I would probably feel the same.
Hopefully after I said my peace he would drop this whole vendetta he has against Flocco and just let the shit go. If I knew my baby daddy like I thought I did wasn’t no letting up.
juice
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Standing backstage,I sipped out of my solo cup while watching that bitch ass nigga Flocco bounce around the stage like he was on something. I’on know how the fuck they did the line up and had me coming behind this nigga but whoever was responsible had really fucked up.
When that nigga set ended, I planned on being the first face he saw. Flocco had to know it was consequences for touching shit that ain’t belong to him. I been sitting back watching that nigga for weeks, waiting on the right opportunity to strike. He was real big ‘bout popping shit online knowing I couldn’t get at him the way I wanted to.
I got lucky when the promoter announced that he was going to perform tonight. The nigga wasn’t a part of the original line up but just so happened to be available when somebody dropped out.
A hand being placed on my shoulder brought my attention from the stage. “Let him make it dog.”
“That nigga gotta see me Luc.”