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                                    𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 | 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓.


Kiahri (Key•Are•Ree) • Kia (Key)

                              ❝ 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐲𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐛𝐫𝐨? ❞

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❝ 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐲𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐛𝐫𝐨? ❞


• • •

"I can't fucking stand you." my girlfriend Dior spat as we walked into the house that my mother and I shared. I rolled my eyes,

"And I can't fuckin stand yo ass either but you'on see me complaining." I replied dryly and dropped my car keys & phone on the kitchen's island.

"Fuck you Kiahri!" she yelled as she walked up the stairs and into my bedroom, slamming the door. I stormed up the stairs behind her, walked into my room then pushed the door open. It swung and harshly hit the wall.

"You out yo fuckin mind? Don't slam no fuckin' doors in my mama house, fuck wrong wit you? You mad about a bitch ion' even know as if you don't already know what the deal is Dior. We been together for two years! Fuck I look like cheating now?" I yelled as I stepped into her face, my nostrils flaring in anger.

I was honestly tired of bickering over little ass shit. She stood there in silence, just staring at me.

"Oh you quiet now? Man get out my crib." I said as I waved her off.

"No." she said. I looked up at her with a blank expression. She began to walk slowly toward me. I took a step back.

"Back up. You think sex gon' fix this? It's not. Face it Dior, you don't trust me and a relationship ain't nothing without trust. You gotta go. I can't keep doin' this wit you." I said and crossed my arms over my chest.

She continued to step toward me with a pout on her face,

"Come on baby.. I'm sorry, I do trust you." she pleaded.

"Nah man ain't no way you trust me. It's an everyday thing with you, I can't help that bitches stare but I don't care about them, I don't even acknowledge them but you still be trippin and accusing me of shit that you should know I wouldn't do to you. You the only person I got my eyes on and it's been that way for the past TWO YEARS! How many times do I gotta explain it to you? It's gettin old man, no more sorries, you need ta' get ya shit and go. I can't be with someone who doesn't trust me."

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