Only one person would ever call him by his middle name.“Fuck…”, he said under his breath. He turned around. God he hated seeing her snake ass.
“Satan, what are you doin’ here?” he said.
”Aren’t you just as funny as ever. I came here to have a word with you, Gerard.”
Drone walked toward her looking at her with great suspicion and took the liberty of sitting a few seats down so he didn’t lose what was left of his soul.
“D’fuck you want, Jazmin?”
“I saw your new chick. Is that the best you can do?”
“Oh, so you stalk me and hunt me down to verbalize an opinion? Compared to yo psychotic sociopath ass, a pop-tart would be an upgrade.”
“Be careful what you say to me, Gerard. You know I can delete that bitch from existence before sundown.”
“I do, however, have a proposition for you. Either you leave her and get back with me, or I’ll have her leave you. Your choice.”
“Jazmin… I always wonder what the fuck happened to you. Fareal, fam. You weren’t like this when I met you. Now look at you. Trying to refurbish a relationship that we both know wasn’t workin’ and on top of that threatening to kill folks. Fuck yo options and fuck you.”
“Option B it is then.”
She gets up and walks to the door.
“See you soon, Gerard.”
Twiddling her fingers as she waved bye, Jazmin was ready to start a war. She would do anything in her power to rid Meghann from the position she believed was rightfully hers.