Desirae Promise p.o.v ;
As the tall guy with the beautiful brown eyes gave me my glass of champagne. I sat down in the chair, sipping my drink, & sitting it down on the counter, I looked down at my phone. 2 missed calls from unknown, & 5 text messages from some random ass-es. I rolled my eyes & took another drink, & looking up at the tall guy staring at me. I smiled a little. "Hey, cutie." He said, dropping his rag down on the counter, leaning over on it, looking down at me. "Hey." I said, smirking. I look over my shoulder a little, not seeing Ty at all. I look back up at him. "So, what's your name?" He said, smiling. I sighed & said. "Desirae, but I better be heading out.." I got up & walked away before he could say another word. I felt kind of bad.. But, I had to find Tyga, he was my ride home.
As I walked outside, I looked over to the left, seeing a little crowd, I went over to it, seeing Chyna yelling at Tyga. I went over and slowly moved Chyna away from Tyga, "Look, get your fake a-ss off. Ain't no time for that sh-it, kay?" I said, backing her up. "Since when did little miss perfect hop in to this? No bi-tch, this ain't none your buisness.." She said, removing my hands from her. "I seriously don't give a fu-ck if it is or not, ima need you to back up & hop off him." I Said, "Hop off him? Like when you was grinding on his di-ck..?" She raised her voice. "Well bi-tch, if you didn't like the sh-it, I considered you'd do something bout' that.. Not stand there and watch like a no-life, wanna-be, a.ss-loser.." I said, getting closer to chyna. Tyga pulled me close to him, grabbing my hand, intertwining our fingers. "Calm down, babe.. Lets go home.." He said, I rolled my eyes, Walking to the car.
Tyga p.o.v ;
"So, she's your babe now?" Chyna said, shaking her head. "She always has been, Chy. But i'm done with your sh-it.. & i'm sure everybody else here is too. You probably need to shut your a-ss up, before you get it beat.." I slid my hands in my pockets, "Night." I said, walking to the car, getting my keys, & starting the car up. I saw Desirae with her hand covered over her forehead, "Don't let her get to you, bae." I said, rubbing her shoulder.
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