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me, other than Prince needs to go.”
    Jaylin walked off and went back into the bathroom. Roc went further into the bedroom and took the knife from Jada. Chase rolled her eyes, saying that it was a damn shame that I was asked to leave. I thought so too, but nobody saw things my way.
    Jeff took Jada outside to cool off while I packed my things to leave. Once I was finished, I plopped down in front of the computer and took care of the last piece of fan mail I’d gotten. I scratched my head as I read a message from James from New Jersey.
    What’s up, Prince? My question for you is simple. Why blame other people for your fuck-ups and not take responsibility for your life? The answers to your troubles revolved around violence, but why not use your head to get out of the unfortunate situations you found yourself in? My advice would be for you to seek prayer. Brotha, you truly need it.
    All I could do was shake my head. Everybody had the answers to correcting my problems. I bet any amount of money that James’ life was more fucked-up than mine, yet he was trying to offer me advice. I almost broke my fingers trying to get my point across to this fool.
    My house nigga with no trigger from New Jersey, what in the fuck are you talking about? The fact is, my Mama made some bad-ass choices that affected her life and mine too. Period. She is to blame for a lot that has gone on in my life, but as a lifelong Street Soldier, I took responsibility for things that affected me and handled my situations as best as I could. Feel free to talk yo shit all you want to. Feel free to shake yo head and point yo finger while you’re at it, but I’ll say this and leave it there. A man like you couldn’t make it one day in my world. You don’t understand it, and niggas like me are built to last. The question is, are you? Hell no, so therefore, I’mma need you to pray for yourself. Peace, bruh, holler back, but save all the bullshit I’m not trying to hear for another time.
    After I finished with my response, I stood and cocked my hat on backwards. Jeff and his bodyguard escorted me out the front door.
    â€œThis is messed up,” I complained to Jeff as he went to his car. “At least, can a nigga get a ride back to the hood?”
    â€œA taxi is on the way. I’ll stay with you until it gets here. But if you don’t mind, I must say this to you before you go. You must learn how to control your anger. I’m not saying that Jada didn’t start that fight, I watched everything unfold. You, however, should not have gone after her like you did. She’s a woman, Prince. For God’s sake, she’s a beautiful woman who didn’t deserve what you did to her. You should’ve just walked away.”
    His words pissed me off so bad that I started to go after him. Maybe I did have some anger issues that needed to be worked out, but they wouldn’t be dealt with today.
    â€œFirst of all, Jada ain’t no woman. Just because she has a pussy, that does not make her one. She’s a fuckin’ bully that needed to be put in her place. You couldn’t possibly expect for me to stand there and let her choke the shit out of me and not do anything. You, along with everybody else, made the call for me to leave here, so I’m done. I have no regrets. If that bitch ever put her hands on me again, she will get a repeat of what went down today.”
    Thankfully, Jeff didn’t get a chance to respond because the taxi pulled up to get me. I got in the backseat, stung by what had happened, yet grateful that I would never have to see any of these motherfuckers again. Or, at least, not until the reunion show that I was now looking forward to.

It had been a long day. Too long, but I wasn’t ready to call it a night. I had too much on my mind. After what had happened between Jada and Prince, it made me think about the times I was provoked to choke the shit out of Nokea for dating Collins and