CHAPTER 2

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Omari's POV
  I wore on a white crop top,a mini skirt...since Tyrell said we should get strapped,I put my hair in a nice bun and did some edges to make em look fucking cute

  I came out locking my door to see durk at my door step.

"Bitch... you looking like my next girlfriend, ain't no way I'm not finna stroke em pussy"

   Like I would ever allow 🤭
"What the fuck you even doing here... please don't tell me you wanna ride with me"I rolled my eyes

"Yes hoe... I'm driving btw"

"Please don't get ur dick on ma car sit,I ain't want ma car crashing into shit bro"

"Like I care...bitch get yo ass in that car,If you ain't coming take a darn taxi"durk stared at me while bitting his bottom lip

"Ugh....move"I pushed him aside and entered the car

We parked the car at the parking spot,the bouncer took us to our VIP section,all the gang members except Jamar

"Bruh what happened to Jamar? ain't no way he not gonna show"

"He had ... girlfriend issues"Grady said

Doing the seriously sign with his fingers

"Jamar has a gf...I thought he be fucking random gurls"

"Yh... that's why he has girlfriend issues,his gf caught him with another girl

"Seriously,Jamar be treating girls like trash, ain't he know that gurls easily get emotional...that nigga is rag ngl"I said angrily
      I got up from my seat to the bathroom, only to find that bitch kissing another hoe

"Seriously Izaak...😑"I hissed and walked away

A/N: Don't forget to vote or comment ❤️if I made any mistakes just use ur head to correct them😜

  

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