Here ( Part II)

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"What are you doing here?" I ask suspiciously. "Can I come and see my friend?" He awnsers with an attitude. "Not unless I say you could." I reply with slightly more attitude than he did. "What makes you dictator of him." He says getting closer to me. "Because I'm his boyfriend." "You're not a very good one." He mumbled the smart remark. "What was that?" I say. Gestering for him to speak up so I could hear what he was saying.  "You're not a very good one, he told me that you hit him and shit. All the shit you put him through with your dad." He says. Making me take out all my anger that built up from the past on him. I tackled him to the ground.  Punching his face rapidly. In the same pattern. "Don't ever fucking talk about him." I say gritted through my teeth. Walking out with tears shedding. The hell I went through as a child. The shit my family put Tyga's through. I'm suprised he stayed with my ass through my lowest points. I walk to the parking lot and sat in my car. Pounding my head against the wheel. Shortly after I took a quick cat nap. Waking up realizing my car cat nap wasn't really that quick. It was 6:30pm. As I drove it began to rain heavily. I drove to my destination that felt like a slow and painful death. I open the door dragging myself up the stairs to the room that once belonged to a happy couple. Why do I have to be the one to fuck things up for everybody? Maybe my dad was right. I'll always remain nothing more than a simple mistake to the world's eyes. I think to myself burying my face into Tyga's pillowcase. Crying myself to sleep.

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