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"Yo DD, stop fucking playing with me, dude," I said, poking him in the chest with my finger.

"It was for a music video, shorty. Don’t mean shit to me," DD said, pushing my hand away.

"That’s not the fucking point. She danced on you, and you have a whole girlfriend yet you did nothing to stop her!" I shot back, pointing right at him.

"It was for the music video. Are you tryna say I’m cheating on you?" he asked, his voice starting to sound irritated.

"Yes! I’m tryna imply that you let a female dance on you while I was at home. Who knows what else y’all did? Did you kiss her, DD?" I demanded.

"No, what the fuck," he said quickly.

"DD, go on ahead and lay your head at that bitch’s crib!" I shouted.

"Ain’t no bitch it was for a music video. I don’t even know shorty!" DD yelled back.

"DD, why would you do that?" I asked, my voice breaking as I started to get upset.

"I promise you, I don’t like that girl. I only want you," he said.