if you see these men, RUN. || (DAVE EAST) (CHRIS BROWN)
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    if you see these men, RUN. || (DAVE EAST) (CHRIS BROWN)

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    GHETTO TALES If you see them, don't make eye contact. If you see them, don't say a word. If you see them...run. You don't know what you're getting into. ~2 pov's~ Capri Martin had always strived to be the perfect daughter. With a strict upbringing...

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    Chapter 20

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    I looked up from my phone and stared directly forward. He'd been sitting at the table across the cafeteria but adjacent to my table. 
    me
    why don't you come and sit next to me? and i'll help you :)
    Q ball
    I'm good. You look like you chillin with ya homies. I ain't gone bother you. 
    Thing is...I wanted him to bother me. 
    "Capri!" Sam exclaimed. 
    Looking up from my phone, I gave the table my attention again. 
    "Look." She whispered, pointing at the table next to us. 
    There sat both Micah and Nisi. He wasn't paying her no mind but she'd been all up under him as he scrolled through his phone. She leaned over trying to see what'd he'd been doing but he turned his phone away from her. 
    "Damn. That's backstabbing if it was a person." Zillah huffed. 
    "Sho nuff." Jay scoffed. 
    "Ayo Jay!" Micah called from a distance. 
    He spun his head around, nodding his head at him. "Yur!" 
    "Come sit with us! Coach said we gotta talk about plays." 
    Jayceon looked back at us then back at Micah. "Aight bro. I'm coming!"
    "So you're just dippin on us?" Sam asked. 
    Jay took a deep breath. "I mean if we need to talk about plays..."
    "Does he not know that you told me that you caught him and Nisi together?" I asked. 
    Jay held his finger to his lip. "Shhh heon know it was me." 
    "Not you playing both sides." I squinted. 
    "Look Pri...I luh you like a sister but...Micah is my homie." 
    "You're a rat." Sam scoffed. 
    "And you gotta big head." He fired back. 
    "Says the one that looks like an airpod..." 
    Sucking his teeth, he got up from our table and made his way over to Micah. He tapped Zillah to come with him and you best believe she stood up after her man. 
    "Wow you too Z?" I asked. 
    She pouted her lips. "I'm sorry."
    "She's dickmatized Pri. You should know this." Sam huffed, pulling out her phone. 
    "Guess it's just us now." I sighed. 
    "Well good. Now we can figure out who the fuck is behind the page."
    Opening up my phone, I texted Q back before I dealt with the expose page. Believe it or not, it wasn't bothering me like I thought it was going to. I had other things on my mind. 
    me
    you look so lonely over there. 
    Q ball
    I promise you ain't got nun to worry bout. I'm good mama. Chillin ova here. U could join if u want. Ain't stoppin u.
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