𝖇𝖆𝖌𝖘; 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖐𝖎𝖉 𝖑𝖆𝖗𝖔𝖎.

𝖋𝖔𝖚𝖗: 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖒𝖊 𝖇𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖎 𝖌𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚.

Now I see it, you run and repeat it
And I can't take it back, so in the past is where we'll leave it, uh

"It paints me as kind of a shitty person, because I could've done more." Laroi sighed, "She wasn't right for me in the end anyway." He paused, "I guess if we're getting to know each other, you should know." 

So there you go, oh
Can't make a wife out of a ho, oh

"My ex, Katarina, she had this best friend right. A boy, Tyler. Who I mean at the start, I was a little insecure of, but we became pretty good friends, I thought." Laroi frowned.

I'll never find the words to say I'm sorry
But I'm scared to be alone

"He started to always like... flirt with her, I tried ignoring it, and I went to her about it, instead of him. She got all defensive and said there was nothing to worry about, and I loved her so much, so obviously I believed her." 

You cut out a piece of me, and now I bleed internally
Left here without you (no, no, no), without you (ooh, ooh)

"Then all of a sudden, Katarina starting acting all weird." 

And it hurts for me to think about what life could possibly be like
Without you (no, no, no), without you (no, no)

"On the album, I have recreations of voice calls with her." Laroi reached to the radio.

Oh-oh, woah-oh, oh-

He turned it over with a frown.

"There's four voice call recreations.Word for word, because those voice calls never left my head for a long time." He nodded, "I remember this being the first one she said, when I knew something was wrong."

Yo, what's up?

It was weird hearing Laroi talk, not sing, through the radio. I crossed my arms and listened closer. 

Like this is literally how our conversations go, tell me this doesn't sound weird
If you were a girl, you would think this shit was weird
You're gonna text me "Good morning, " we don't talk all day, right?

I flinched, furrowing my eyebrows together. It was a girl ranting for a bit longer before it finished with. 

That is the definition of a booty call and a hoe and I am not a hoe
So, I'm not dealing with that
Like that's bullshit...

"After that... we made up, I guess. And then, not even a week later..." Laroi changed it again, "She called me up with this." 

Are you fucking serious?
You had Alyssa over there?
I saw her picture in your fucking bathroom
You can't say that's not your fucking bathroom
I see the gray towels and I see the cologne in your background

I flinched again, surprised at the aggression. 

You're a fucking piece of shit, Charlton
That's been my friend since the sixth fucking grade, I hate you

And then just when I thought it was over. 

I hope you die

"Holy shit," I whispered. 

"Yeah." Laroi pursed his lips, "Someone had set up this whole thing to made her think that, because it never happened. And I sure had my suspicions." He hesitated, "We didn't speak for a solid week. Well, she didn't speak to me. And when I tried calling her to make up with her, ask her where she was, for the hundredth time, she finally picked up."

"I was so frustrated she had been ignoring me, she didn't even give me a chance to explain anything. I thought she would've trusted me." 

That's crazy, this is what you wanna do?

Laroi's voice through the radio again, and then:

Are you serious? This is what you did
I'm sorry, but Tyler is nice and he does everything that you wouldn't
Like, bro, you fucked with my friend
I really did want this to work, Charlton, but...

"And then I hung up on her. She had made me so fucking mad. And that's when I put all the pieces together. Tyler had set this whole thing up so he could have her all to himself. And it fucking worked, because of course, she would believe him over me." 

"I realised I shouldn't have hung up like that. I needed to explain myself to her, or at least try. So I called her the next day... and this is what I got." He pressed the radio.

What's up?
Where you at?
What are you doing? I miss you

Hearing his voice sounding so scratched and hurt made a lump form in my throat. 

Who this?

A strong male voice replaced what I thought would've been the same girl one. 

LAROI

I frowned.

Ha, LAROI? 

I looked at Laroi, who was chewing his tongue again.

My girl told me 'bout you and your weak-ass mixtape, fuckboy
Don't call this number no more, ha

"Tyler, obviously." Laroi sighed, "I was fucking devastated, and so, so angry. I didn't know what to do." He paused, "I haven't seen either of them since. I think they moved. Together." 

"That's so fucked up, I'm so sorry." Was all I managed to say.

"I should've seen it coming. I'm always like, I shouldn't have shouted at her, but then, she should've listened to me, and so on." He shrugged, "But what's the point anymore? It was months ago. Neither of them probably give me a second thought, but they're all I think about." He sighed.

"I guess it's because they have each other to keep them happy." Laroi looked at me, "I didn't think anyone but Katarina could make me happy..." He tried a smile, "But I'd say you have a pretty good chance, if you'd like." 

I looked out the window to hide my grin. 

"I think you're pretty cool, so why not?" I turned back to him. 

"'Pretty cool', wow thank you." Laroi laughed, "I mean, I can't promise I'll be the best for a while, but for now, let's just keep each other happy?"