Dianas pov-
I walked in the living room and heard Susan on the phone.
"Yeah...."
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"But I'm suppose to be going out!"
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"To the club" she mumbled.
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"But i-"
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"Babyyyyyy ple-"
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"I just-"
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"Okay. Bye"
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"I AM DAMNIT!"
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"sorry"
And with that she hung up the phone.
She turned to me, giving me a sympathic smile. "I can't go. My child's father needs me to baby sit"
"That's fine. Maybe next time." I grabbed my keys and we started to the door.
"You're still going?"
"Yeah"
"Be careful Ana." She said as i locked my front door. I opened my car door and said out to her "No promises Susan"
I got to the club and instantly started to drink. I was a bit tipsy dancing on the dance floor when i strong pair of hands wrapped around my waist. I grinded hard on the stranger behind me. For what reason, i don't know.
"Damn Diana. U never changed" i froze and gasped. Hoping it wasn't who i thought it was.
"J-Jayson??" I turned around and faced him.
"In the flesh baby" i couldn't deal.... I'm going through to much and- Fuck it. I don't care. I dragged Jayson to the bar and asked for 3 shots. I took them all while Jayson questioned me.
"Miss me?"
"Only the dick."
"Blunt."
"Very" i took another shot.
"You look amaz-"
"Why did you cheat? All i did was care for u and u went to another bitch!"
"Diana i don't even wanna hear that shit cuz u cheated too"
"RAYMOND WASN'T EVEN MY FIRST CHOICE! I WANTED YOU BIT-"
The bartender cut me off "ma'am, please keep it down"
I nodded his way and shot Jayson a glance
"You were with Raymond. I couldn't stay and be with you knowing he gets a piece too. I don't share Diana"
"Feelings mutual. How's Candice??"
"Shes pregnant and apparently has a disease."
I grew concerned "oh my.... which one??"
"HIV"
"Do....d-do you?"
"Hell no. I kicked her to the curb after u did the same to me. How's.Raymond?"
"Dead" i replied emotionless
"Oh.... Diana baby I'm so sorr-"
"Its fine... he wasn't as i-innocent as he g-gave off."
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Respect My Hustle
RomanceDiana Jameson, the biggest dope boy, or girl i should say, in Kansas City, St. Louis and every town in between. She was ruthless, strong and independent. She never let nothing or nobody get in between her and her hustle. Until her past came back to...
