Part ll. Is It Still A Game

Whats Wrong With Us

*Bre POV*

The Kids Was At A Party Or Whatever For There Bday I Was Still A little Shook From The Whole Incident That Happened Yesterday So Me And The Girls Had Left And Went Somewhere I Haven't Talked To Ken At All Y'all Didn't Know But I Left His House Yesterday And Went To Auntie Tiny House I Know He Said He Loved Me And All And I Wanted Him To Say That, I Love Him Back But I Needed To Clear My Head

"Oooh Bre That Boys Checking You Out" Bahja Said I Looked Back And Then Turned Back To Her We Was At Starbucks I Shrugged "What's Wrong" Jazz Said Oh Yeah Jazz Didn't Go To The Party Yesterday Nique Told Her "Is You OK" Jazz Said Touching My Forhead "I'm Fine" I Lied I Felt Fucking Sick Since Yesterday My Hearts Been Racing A Mile A Minute, My Head Burning Up Like I Got A Fever Or Something Everything Is Just Ugh

"Bre You Don't Need To Be Stressing Bout This" Nique Said "I'm Not Fucking Stressing, You Should Be The One Stressed You Have Three Children" I Said Rubbing My Temples "Is You Stressed You Look Bout Sick To" Jazz Asked Nique "Hell Yeah Tiara Is 15 She Has Needs She Growing Up To A Young Adult I Don't Know How To Handle That And Don't Get Me Started On Ky He Done Started Fucking Having Sex He Only 15 And Aaliyah Just Cries And Cries All Day And Night" Nique Said Putting Her Head On The Table

"For One Tiara Is Going To Grow Up Its Apart Of Life" I Said To Nique Then Turning My Head Trying To Get My Sight Right I Was Feeling Dizzy "And Ky He's Bout To Be 16 What The Boy Supposed To Be A Virgin In Highschool? You Know How That Plays Out" Bahja Said "And Aaliyah Take Her To A Doctor Something Could Be Wrong If She's Crying Like That" Jazz Said

"Aite" Nique Said Lifting Up Her Head Looking At Me I Ignored Her "Bre You Sure Nothings Wrong With You" Bahja Asked "I Said I'm Fucking Fine" I Yelled Covering My Ears As My Mind Flew Back To Last Night When A Fucking Gun Was Pressed Against My Damn Head

I Looked Up When My Phone Beeped To See A Message From Ken

〽yBaby❤- Bre Can You Please Answer My Damn Calls

"Aye Jazz Can I Talk To You" A Deep Voice Said We All Looked Up To See Money "Yea Sure Is Something Wrong" Jazz Said Getting Up "Naah Hey Y'all, Hey Bre How You Holding Up" Money Said "Hey" Nique And Bee Said "I'm Fine" I Said Not Looking Up At Him My Leg Started Shaking

"Yo You Sure" Money Asked "Just Go Talk To Jazz" I Said I Was Tempting Myself Not To Yell "Aite My Bad For Asking Ma" Money Said Walking Away "Yo Bre Is Them Breakdowns Coming Back" Bahja Asked "Man You Should Of Stayed Where You Was At, Every time You Come To Atlanta Or Stay Here There's Always Some Shit Going Down" Nique Said

There Voice's Softened As I Was In My Own World "Bre" Bahja Yelled "Huh" I Said Looking At Her "I Said Jazz Is Back Let's Go" Bahja Said Looking At Me Worried

*Bahja POV*

We All Was Walking Out Starbucks "So What Did Money Ask" Nique Asked Jazz "He Asked Me Out" Jazz Said "And You Said Yes Right Girl He So Damn Sexy" Nique Said "Damn Nique Chill You Sound Like You A Teenager Again But Yeah I Said Yeah" Jazz Said

"What Prod Gone Think About This" I Said "Man Prod Is Getting Married So I Don't Care" Jazz Said Its Been Two Damn Years Since I Seen Prod "Foreal To Who?" Me And Nique Asked "Normani" Jazz Said "Damn" Me And Nique Said I Ain't Seen Her In Two Years Selfore At A Show We Did Together Me And Fifth Harmony I Mean We Cool Now No Beef No Shade Thrown

We Started Walking Again When Somebody Yanked On My Hair Pulling Me To The Ground "What The Fuck" I Yelled Nique And Jazz Looked Back And There Eyes Got Big Ass Hell "What" I Said Rubbing My Head Turning Around To See Bre Passed Out On The Floor