Blame Game

Chapter 10: I'm Gone

"Girly what's wrong?" Skye asks with everyone else behind her following me out the door.

"Please.. leave me alone" I say in between sobs.

Langston pushes those four out the way, "Babe c'mon don't be like this! She don't mean shit to me.. "

I slap him and hop into my Range rover, "Fuck you.." I roll up the window and throw out the necklace he gave me in his face hard and speed off not looking back. 

"Don't be like this?" What kind of shit was that?? I cried even harder at the fact I was heart broken and he wasn't even mine..

End of Flashback

I sigh, "You don't know that.. You don't know me." I walk away and go upstairs to my sketch room.

He follows me, " I know you damn good and well to realize I hurt you but, you can't give up on me now."

"Damn right I can" I scoff.

He laughs and sits in the bean bag chair, "See, there you go.. you too damn 'grown' with this pride shit to even let me talk."

"Fine... talk." I say.

He begins, "I'm sorry for leading you on and just turning around and end up stabbing you in the back" he pauses, " I was wrong.. but you were in your own fault too, you knew how I was and-"

I cut him off, "Don't give me that damn excuse.. you made your intensions clear you 'wanted me' and even though you flirted with other girls, they'd never take my place."

I start crying, "You also said you wouldn't fuck any other girl but me because I was the best"

He looks at me blankly, " I admit I said that but damn we weren't together... why take me serious?" He shifts in his seat, "Especially when I was stating that while you were fucking me... when you in the moment you'll say anything.. meaning it or not." he sighs," I'm sorry you took that to heart"

I sit down at my desk without saying a word.. I was baffled, hurt, and broken. His excuse was so typical guy-like I should've expected it.

"And I'm sorry your excuses don't work and your whole conclusion is ignorant." I start sketching out a new designer dress for Rihanna who'd be here shortly to discuss the colors and material for her dress with me.

He walks over to me, "It may not make sense but it's true.. I've said sorry a thousand times.. I get it, you want me to man up and stop being scared and playing games and just get what I want.."

I raise my eyebrow and look up at him hovering over me, "And what's that?"

"It's you... you may not forgive me today but you will be my girl and you will forgive me."

Julian:

Today I decided to go to the studio and lay down a few tracks of my own. Skye was at work and I was glad... I loved her but, the constant arguing and item throwing was getting tiring.. I needed to get away. I decided to write a song about our relationship.. preferably for her though. It would be sweet but, expressing how I felt about our so far 7 month relationship.. some shit needed to change for the better... and QUICKLY.

I called my homie Chris and his Crew in to help me lay down a few of these tracks and this one specifically for my girl and see if he'd mind singing the chorus and help me write it.

"What's good, what's good player?" Chris says walking in laughing with his crew.

"Ain't shit good but this money coming in Breezy" I chuckle.

He slaps my hand and sits next to me, "I feel you dawg... so what we getting into today bruh?

I sigh, "Well.. as you know, I fuck with your time to time stylist, Skye and man.. shit things been hectic. " I shake my head, "She been tripping hard off these women I associate with"

He laughs, "Aye.. been there.. done that, " He side eyes his girl Karrueche.

I laugh, "Hell yeah man.. what better way could I express it than in a hot ass song with you?

"Aye let's get on it then" He says finding a nice beat.

"Alright, alright, alright... She gone learn today" I say mocking Kevin Hart.

Chris laughs and adds, "Where this relationship at.."

Day Day:

I sit on my balcony with my Bros keilan, Ryan, and David enjoying that good ass view of the hills of Hollywood. Chilling with a couple females and hitting that good weed.. this a good life. I'm still missing that one thing though.. a sane, sweet, smart, and down ass chick. Where you at baby?

Keilan laughs hitting the joint long and hard, "My nigga you need some pussy and quick.. how long its been?"

I pause and think, "Shit.. about a year." I answered that truthfully.

Ryan chokes on the smoke and comments coughing, " a year? You my nigga, have got to be joking"

"Nah bro.. sadly, it's been a year... maybe longer" 

They stare at me and shake their head.

"You're a fucking rapper bro.. that's impossible" David says laughing.

I look at him and shake my head, "But it is.. besides, I ain't tryna catch nothing from these hoes.. I wanna find the right one first"

"So who you think is bad in the industry right now?" Ryan asks raising his eyebrow.

"mm.. I think Ciara bad.. and Rih. " I said.

Keilan shakes his head, "Hell nah bruh.. im fucking possible.. they basic as fuck. I'm talking Christina Milian Bad.. like BAD." 

I laugh, "Alright, alright, alright.. I'm feeling Kelly Rowland.. she old but bad."

David laughs, "That's what I'm talking bout bro.. get that experience pussy.. who KNOWS what to do"

I slap his arm playfully, "Nigga you wild."

Keilan adds in, " I'm feeling Sophia.."

"Sophia, Sophia?" I ask.

"Yeah.. chick that use to fuck with Lang.. she all types of bad."

I go into my own little world and think about how right he was.. plus, she had a good ass attitude. Lang didn't deserve to get a female like her.. but me?

Shit.. I did. And since they ain't together, I'ma holla.

I nod my head.. "Shit.. she is, I can get her.. watch"