𝗋𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗒
𝟥:𝟧𝟦𝗉𝗆
𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗅𝖾𝗒, 𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗂𝗌𝗂𝖺𝗇𝖺
•••
"No DM. No random number texted me; nothing." I tell Ivone.
"And you said you gave him your number? And instagram?"
"Yes. I don't get it... did I do something wrong?"
"Girl no, rappers are dickheads."
"Are you and Prince still talking?"
"Everyday."
I sigh, "I mean I'm happy for you but damn like why I had to deal with the no good nigga?"
"I'm sorry Ry, maybe he's just busy."
"I highly doubt that. It takes five seconds to message someone."
"You want me to ask Prince?"
"No don't do that. That's embarrassing."
"Yea you right- sorry."
"Bruh, Ivone, when I tell you this Nigga knows how to TALK TO A WOMAN. Nigga made be think we was gone get married."
"That's that sex talk. I can't believe you really had sex with him, that still shocks me. You never that easy chile."
"Ivone girl shut up. You know I been waiting for three years to do that."
She laughs, "Was it good?"
"Too good. Too damn good."
"Damn girl, he got you hooked. Me and Prince didn't even have sex that night. I thought we would've before y'all did to be honest."
"I feel so stupid," I start to cry.
"Nooo Riley nooo don't feel stupid. You are not the only girl that has fallen for that shit. I promise."
I sigh, "Why did he have to do me like that? Like the main artist I listen to that I actually care about and have a lot in common with...why he do me crazy dawg?"
"Riley, you'll grow from this. Everything is a learning experience. You'll find someone who actually cares about you just as much as you care about them. I believe in you."
"I'm gonna go to sleep. I do not feel good," I frown.
"Alright babe, love you."
"Love you girly," I hang up and roll over in my bed.
It's been a couple weeks since me and Autumn... you know.
I regret it. So much.
He's evil.
Yea I said it.
Oh god.
I run to the bathroom to throw up in the toilet.
See, even the thought of this nigga is making me sick.
I get back in my bed and take a nap.
I've been mad tired lately. And it's annoying because I can never get anything done.
He really made me feel wanted; like he actually wanted me.
I know I keep thinking about it but I can't stop.
It's annoying.
Days go by and still no DM or message.
At this point I have to get over it.
Me and Ivone leave the mall and she gets a FaceTime call from Prince.
"Yoo," he says.
She replies, "Hiiii."
I start to speed walk away but she grabs my arm and puts me in the camera.
"Yooo wassup Riley," Prince says.
I nod my head and grin. Shortly after, Autumn pops his head in the camera with a smile on his face, "Wasgud Riley?"
My eyes widen. What the fuck? So he just gone act like he ain't been ghosting me for weeks?
"Don't talk to me..." I say.
He takes Princes phone, "Wait why? What I do?"
"I don't want to talk to you bruh. You're evil."
"Wait for real why you mad? You gave me your number but I didn't remember it so I couldn't message you."
"Babe, who is that?" I hear a girl beside him say.
"BABE-?! Hell nah. Ivone get that phone out my face," I say as I get into the car.
"You are sick Autumn," Ivone says as she hangs up the phone.
"I gotta vomit," I say as I stick my head out the car and puke beside it.
"Okay, you need to take a pregnancy test...like seriously."
"What? Girl Autumn wore a condom."
"You do know that condoms aren't one hundred percent safe, right?"
"You scaring me. Maybe I just have a stomach virus."
"Riley be for real."
"Okay fine, I'll take one. I am not pregnant though, it's impossible for me to get pregnant."
Ivone laughs, "Why you say that?"
"Because I'm me. I don't get pregnant."
"Yea, right."
𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗎𝗆𝗇
𝟦:𝟣𝟧𝗉𝗆
𝗍𝖺𝗆𝗉𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗒, 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖺
•••
"Nah be honest, did you really forget her number?" Prince asks me as I finish taking a picture with a fan girl.
"Yes. I swear to go. She didn't write it down or anything; she said it one time."
"Bruh, I thought y'all be talking this whole time."
"Nah, I did forget her number for real, but at the same time you know I'm not looking for no relationship right now. Ion have no time to play."
"Did you tell her dat?"
"No, ion wanna hurt her feelins."
"Nigga...ha feelings been hurt. You slow as hell bruh."
"Prince nigga leave me alone."
"Riley cool as hell, we had a couple classes in high school together. Don't treat her like no groupie for real. At least have some respect for her. I know you kinda feeling her too because the way you act whenever she's brought up."
"Listen, I just wanted to fuck bruh, I'm sorry that she got the wrong idea or whatever, but you know I'm too focused on bettering myself as a artist to be in any type of relationship right now. I'll apologize to her if that'll make her feel better. I can still be cool with her, but I can't commit to no female right now."
"Yea yea nigga tell her that not me," Prince shakes his head as he goes over to the bar for another drink.
We at a resort right now while we're out here for the tour. We just chilling at the pool area.
Some fan came up earlier and called me "babe" while I was talking to Riley and made the situation even worse.
I was kind of inconsiderate of her feelings...now that I think about it. I'll talk to her after the show today.
