| LONDON LUXE |
chapter fifteen ..
| june 30th |
"London you straight?" Cameron eyed me as I zoned out looking at nothing in particular. "Cam i'm pissed the fuck off bro." I snapped at him.
"Don't take yo anger out of me nigga." he looked away from me. "My fault." I mumbled then looked out the window.
"When he call me ima hurt this nigga feelings so bad he gon' hate me. I swear to God." I slammed my fist into my palm.
"Gimme the background." he said then stopped his Mustang at my apartment. I unbuckled my seatbelt then got down to breaking the story down.
"Okay so this bitch swore to God he wasn't fucking around with that bitch Natasha, yet he was, because look at what she posted in her close friends." I paused to show him the screenshot I took.
"Love?" he looked at me with his face scrunched up. "That's what the fuck i'm saying." I said then took a deep breath.
"And it's pissing me the fuck off because how you fucking me and sucking me and making promises that you only want me... BUT YOU GOT A WHOLE BITCH POSTING YOU IN HER CLOSE FRIENDS!" I got loud and frustrated.
"I don't give a fuck that he in jail that's how fucked up he got me. Then just yesterday he got in his feelings because I said I was moving on from him. Like bitch don't get mad when you been doing you behind my back the whole time." I went on and on.
"I wouldn't be mad had you told me what you was on. But if you constantly telling a bitch that you so loyal and want me to yourself then that's where you got me fucked up." I said then sat back in the seat rubbing my temples.
"When that nigga get out?" he asked me and I shrugged real hard. "I don't know and I don't give a fuck." I said and he shook his head.
"Don't that bitch know y'all used to go together?" he asked me and I laughed. "Yes and i'm finna get on her ass too— Matter fact no. When I see ha ima do ha ass in fa trynna be funny." I said tapping my leg up and down.