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Chapter Thirtyfive Chris Brown A Week Later -Dance Rehearsal.
Walking to the couch, I tried to catch my breath after going over the choreography for the tour. All I've been doing is working to try to block out you know who but it's not working.
Grabbing my phone from up off the charger, I hit the lock button. Everyday I'm hoping to see a text or a missed call but nothing. I didn't block her and I don't think she blocked me. Maybe we're just both being stubborn and waiting for somebody to make the first move.
Opening Instagram, I switched to one of my burner accounts and went to Mya's page. She had to turn her comments off on most of her pictures due to all the backlash from those pictures with Trey. She even got on live and tried to explain. She said nothing happened, those pictures were of them saying hello. Her sister vouched for her but family gone ride for family.
I thought about pulling up on Trey and seeing what this shit was. He's supposed to be my brother, you know what's up with me and Mya but this the shady shit that you pull. Even if you only just speaking don't fucking touch her.
And what pissed me off more is that Mya told me that she only slept with him once, everybody else is saying a few times. Did she lie to me?
It's just all too much.
Exhaling, I opened her instastory.
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