bktherula x rico nasty
in which, brooklyn broke off their relationship.
based on the song, heated by beyonce.
sleep, wake up, workout, breakfast, running errands, brunch, home, sleep, dinner, insomnia until her eyes close—repeat.
that's what been brooklyn's life been looking like now. she doesn't mind it, but it do gets her in a alone mindset.
after the incident of all the lies and deception, she was done with it. she thought maria would've been faithful and wouldn't cheat on her again.
well, she guess her hopes was too high.
she put up two years of her life to love and support her, wondering all the time do she feel the same.
she guessed not after finding a man in their bed together. she guess that she wasn't fulfilling her needs.
brooklyn wiped the black eyeliner that was mixed with her tears, sitting on the curb with a bottle of casamigos.
"where's brooklyn?" autumn lightly slurred, putting his drunk boyfriend in the passenger seat.
"she's sitting on the curb with a bottle of liquor." andre said, wiping his eyes as he wanted to go to sleep. he made out with too many people.
"who let her get the bottle??" autumn shut the door to see brooklyn softly crying with her drowning the bottle down.
"brooklyn..." he sadly grabbed her upper arm, "come on, get up we gotta go."
"w-why she didn't l-love me?" her eyes were blurry from the tears.
"i wasn't good enough for her??" she ranted, "why i do wrong autumn??"
autumn sighed wiping her tears away as he put her in the g-wagon with the other four people. he took the bottle from her before pouring it out.
"baby stop crying, it's okay. you're just going through a heartbreak. you did nothing wrong, you did great my love."
"what i doooooo???" brooklyn cried, andre holding her, rocking her.
that's all she remembered from the night before it went blank.
brooklyn woke up in a different room, not knowing how she landed here.
"what the fuck happened," she groaned, holding her head. she looked to the right side of her, seeing andre only wearing his purple panties.
she stared for awhile as she was only down to her sports bra and briefs, overthinking if they did it. she needed to clarify some shit.
"ughhhh," andre groaned like she did, wandering his eyes to hers.
"oh. morning brooklyn." he half-smiled to her monotone face.
"did we do anything last night??"
"no, no. besides you trying to bump coochies with me. even though i'm sex deprived, i couldn't do that to you in that state of mindset." andre explained.
"oh...sorry about that." brooklyn blushed.
"no need to apologize, we was all drunk. it get like that sometimes." andre scratched his hair.
suddenly, the doorknob turned to see autumn with two drinks and pain killers in his hand.
"y'all up. i know y'all heads is hurting," autumn handed them the drinks.
"most definitely. i can't remember what happened last night." brooklyn huffed.
"you was a crying mess. you let all your emotions out."
