*2 months later*
I walked in on Diego reading comments. I hated when he did this. I knew he tried really hard not to look at the comments, but he couldn't. I sighed and walked to the laptop.
Y/N: I told you to not look at that shit! *shuts lap top*
Diego: their saying they want me dead *starts tearing a bit* just because I said my opinion
Y/N: hey, listen...people are like that all the time....this happens to me all the time..but I get that you just said what you were thinking...and a lot of people like Tupac so...they will obviously attack you..and I get it you kind of did messed up but we all went through this..look at Trippie
Diego: with death threats? I don't think that's right...and that fucking sir talking shit about me, I'm pretty sure he was 40 years older than me and he said motherfucker
Y/N: who? Michael? Dude his way older than you don't pay attention...and you know what's funny?
Diego: what?
Y/N: if they keep talking about you bro you get more famous..cause they keep your name in their mouths, more money, now go do something or I don't know
Diego: get high?
Y/N: what ever I wouldn't recommend it to you
He chuckled and I walked away I had just come with him to his house. Finally met some of his friends. And his girlfriend. Who he has an open relationship with. But yo you would think she's a bitch, but like she's not even close to being a bitch. She's so pretty and so nice, like no way my brother is with her.
I actually don't get their relationship. Like are they just fuck buddies or I don't know. It's kind of weird but I won't say anything to Diego..it's his life not mine.