Badgal The sequel: Chapter 13
ā« Ā Colombiano, yeah I love thatĀ
I love her if she speak another language
She be doing things I never seen
I think I might have hit it in my dreams ā«
My thick gold chain repeatedly slammed against my bare chest, as I spilled ice chilled champagne, drenching the half naked women who clung to my body like an extra limb.
My once Orionā white leather couch was now covered in multiple footprints from top to bottom, and I just prayed the rest of my crib didnāt look like this in the morning , but if it did, fuck it, we are young and living in the moment, tomorrowās problems and not todayās concerns.
Still bobbing my head to my #1 hit record, I looked over at Chris who was next to me grinning from ear to ear as he roughly gripped the hips of some model chick who was more than happy to throw it back.
I shook my head laughing, as I watched him entertain her with his tongue sticking half way out his mouth, he tugged at her dirty blonde curls rolling his hips into her, while smacking her ass at the same time.
My manās was lit and I couldnāt be more content, this felt like the good ole college days all over again except our pockets were much fatter.
Through the dark flashing lights I glanced over at Amaya , her arms were folded over her chest and her legs were crossed as if she was ready to go. I could tell how tense and uncomfortable she truly was, and it was starting to break my heart, she never used to be like this until she met that sick fuck Jayceon.
What he did to her , no man should ever do to a woman and the fact that he still gets all the women ,and attention makes me cringe, heās selling lies to the world and people are buying his shit like crack. He thinks heās god and no one can touch him, but thatās where he got things fucked up at.
"WHATS WRONG BABY YOU NOT HAVING A GOOD TIME?" I yelled to Amaya over the loud music draping one arm over her shoulder.
"Ew Trey! If you donāt get your sweaty ass off of me." She gritted rolling her eyes.
"Aww donāt kill the fun Maya" I frowned pecking her cheek sloppily making her freak out even more.
I threw my head back in laughter as Chris rowdy ass grabbed me by the neck.
He had that wild ass look in his eyes and I just knew he was on his level.
"Trey help me.." He croaked out, with the ugliest expression on his face. His once white fitting t-shirt was now loose around the neck and If Iām not mistaken make-up of all different colors coated the shirt from top to bottom.
"Help you with what nigga?" I cackled still looking at his ugly ass face.
" I canāt keep these bitches off me" He yelled randomly breaking out into the shmoney dance, and being the nigga I am I sat my bottle of MoĆ«t down and joined him.
Just as I was getting ready to teach Chris how shit is really done, I froze.
The one I let get away was making her way through my front door with none other than the monster himself.
Suddenly I didnāt feel the need to dance or drink anymore.
I hadnāt seen her in almost a year and it felt like I was looking at a part of my past that was suppose to make it to my present.
Sometimes itās hard to tell if you left someone behind or if they left you behind, but right now all I felt was resentment.
Once she disappeared through the crowd , I turned my head away searching for a Chris but he was already gone
My once up beat mood was now somber , I felt paranoid and disoriented .
She looked so different now, she definitely wasnāt pregnant anymore but she still had that glow about her. I felt the urge to go after her, I truly did miss her, I missed my friend, If I let her get away this time Iād be a fool..
Standing to my feet to go search for her I heard my name being called.
"Trey ..TREY!" Chris shouted over the music making me freeze in mid stride , casting my eyes over at him was only for a millisecond before they landed on the person linked around his arm.
"Trey I want you to meet someone" Chris announced proudly.
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