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↞ Symoria Logan Carter ∥ Face ↠ Dallas TX, 6:30 PM.
"Open the door Symoria." Gleesh grumbled.
"No, cause if you hit me I'm calling my daddy."
"Ian gone hit you, I just wanna talk."
I opened the door and he walked in and sat down on the couch.
"What?"
"Why would you do that to my shit."
"Where yo girlfriend?"
"The hell is you talking bout?"
"The girl you went to the mall with, you Kaior and Bouka."
"I-"
"Ain't no point in lying." I grabbed my phone showing him the screenshots, I had found the girl page and all. There he was all in her face on her story.
"She a weirdo hoe." He frowned.
"You even more weird, get out."
"I asked you a question Face, why would you do that to my shit?"
"Cause you got a whole new girlfriend in less than 4 days. Any other questions?"
"You bleached my shit, slashed my tires and put sugar in my tank, was that shit necessary?" He got mad.
"Yes." I start walking away but he yanked me back. "Move." I snatched my arm away.
"Ima fuck you up." He put his hand around my neck.
"Mhm." I moved his hand.
"You finna come help me get all that shit together too." He jumped at me.
"No I'm not." I frowned.
"Yes the fuck you is." He went to my room and I ran after him.
"Giovanni put my shoes down."
"No." He threw them in the tub and I grabbed the bleach throwing it over the balcony.
He pushed me and I pushed him back before we start fighting. I could tell he wasn't tryna hit me hard so I didn't hit him that hard.
He eventually had me on the bed and my hands back as he held them.
