name. She didn't know anybody named Murder. Shit she only had this phone for a couple hours. She didn't have a chance to give anyone her new number, not even her best friends. Shit no one even realized she had the most anticipated phone but … oh damn, the nigga who bought it. But how? When could he have? No, it couldn't be.
Danielle interrupted her thoughts and said, " Bitch how you gone let this nigga buy you a new iPhone and then forget about him? You got it like that huh?’
"First of all, he bought this phone because last week when I was on my lunch break. He ran into me by accident and shattered my phone on both sides and I told him the only way he could help me is by buying me a new iPhone 4. Then he asked for my number but I turned him down and told him to forget it. Then when I was at the train station today, he magically appeared with this and the rest is what they call history. However, I didn't know he had my number. So I don't know what is going on,” explained Brielle.
"Well that sounds good, I'm calling Briya to tell her that we are around the corner and to come outside. I'm ready to party and the 40/40 club is calling my name,” said Danielle.
Brielle pulled up to Sabriya's house and thought to herself that was too easy. Danielle was the loud mouth out of the group. Whenever she discovered something, she wouldn't let you hear the end of it until something new happen. As Sabriya hopped in the car, Brielle let it go for now, but she was sure she would hear more about this later.
After 30 more minutes of driving, the girls finally reached the 40/40 club in Atlantic City. After the girls got out the car they noticed that the line was extremely long. Brielle got frustrated because she was one of those chicks who just simply didn't wait in lines. Just as Brielle was about to suggest that they hit another club in Atlantic City, Danielle said to the bouncer, "Our friend Murder told us to come to the front door and ask for James. Are you James?"
"Yes, I'm James and I've been told that you are to be taken care of. Here's your VIP bands ladies and enjoy your night. If you need anything just let me know", said the bouncer.
"Thank you! We will. Lets go party ladies" Danielle yelled.
Brielle was confused as to what just happened but she didn't say anything until she got to the VIP Section and saw Murder there with a group of his friends popping bottles and laughing.
"Danielle, what the hell did you do?" Brielle yelled.
"Girl I was texting him from your phone and after I told him I was one of your best friends and we were headed to Atlantic City, he said we should come party with him and his team. Then when I told him that you would kill me he said, don't be the reason why true love won't get its chance between y'all! What the hell was I suppose to say?" said a laughing Danielle.
"Girl this shit is not funny! We don't even know dude. He could be crazy and you got us trying to mingle with him,” said Brielle.
"Crazy ain’t the word people usually use to describe me but I'll let you know now, I'm not crazy but I ain't to be fucked with. But you don't have to worry about that. You're my future wife so you’re good!" Murder said smiling while interrupting the friend’s conversation.
"Well to be completely honest with you Mr.? What is your name? And please don't give me Murder because I know your mother did not name you Murder,” said Brielle.
"You’re right. My mom didn't name me Murder, she named me Jaiden but, everybody else calls me Murder,” said Murder.
"Well Jaiden, you seem like a good person and all but I really don't know you like that. You're a stranger to me, so for me to trust that you’re not crazy is asking a lot of me," Brielle offered.
"You’re right ma! But strangers are just friends and lovers you haven't met yet," smiled Murder.
"I guess your right, so lets start over. Hi my name is Brielle”, Brielle said sticking her hand out for Murder.
"Wassup ma! My name is Murder, he said pulling her in for a hug, but you can call me Jaiden"
That night