Apollo Nida Blasts Peter Thomas As A Fake Friend

When you’re locked away in jail for a few years, you start to see who your real friends are. Apollo Nida, who’s currently serving one year into an 8-year prison sentence, took to social media (via his management) to blast his RHOA buddy Peter Thomas in a series of posts. “CRAZY WORLD RIGHT!! I GUESS IT’s TRUE THAT IN TIME ONE WILL SEE WHOM THEIR FAKE FRIENDS REALLY ARE!!” the first post read.  

Peter apparently caught wind of the post and responded, “Wow!! Fake friend, never that, my number hasn’t change. Still holding it down for everyone I love, including you my brother @apollonida03.”

Apollo’s management then logged back on to Instagram on Apollo’s behalf to clarify the earlier statements. “Over all Apollo said he respects Peter’s drive & business sense, but over all Apollo states he is just a little hurt because it’s been well over a year and he hasn’t heard from Peter Thomas and Apollo thought they were boys and Peter had his back and would stay down. #nolovelost! Apollo just showing his emotional side as a friend should. Apollo said the relationship was never fake on his part so what’s the issue with allowing everyone to know how he feels. Apollo says his & Peter Thomas’s friendship started with you all watching, so Apollo doesn’t mind letting you all know how he feels. NOW GO AND SUPPORT SPORTS ONE BAR & LOUNGE” 

I think Apollo may need to deactivate his social media while he’s away. Being in jail can make you quite emotional. There’s no reason your re-entry into social media should be rants dedicated to another man because he couldn’t find time out of his busy life to come see you.  

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