𝐈 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐔 ˡⁱˡ ᵐᵉᵉᶜʰ

17

*DONT FORGET TO VOTE & COMMENT*

"We not back together it's complicated" Tina sighed as she laid up under Dusty while he focused on the game he was playing.

She had promised to link him as soon as she touched down from Jamaica and that's exactly what she did.

The two weren't fucking or anything as of yet but they enjoyed each other's company as if they were a couple. They spoke to each other about almost everything going on in their lives.

"So what now? You gon go back to ghosting me when he act right" He chuckled referring to the time period where all Tina would do was stay at Meech's house and rarely answer her phone unless it was Winny.

"Me and him on good terms right now and I still chose to be here with you" She spoke while rubbing his chest since they were skin to skin.

DEMETRIUS
wya????

DEMETRIUS
told me you was workin
tonite & u not even here.

DEMETRIUS
im not the nigga you wanna
play this lying game with

DEMETRIUS
now if i violate, imma be wrong right? lol

- 2 MORE NOTIFICATIONS -

WINNY
you with dusty right now? i
can see ya location so dont lie

WINNY
yo nigga in here questioning everybody.
prada you🥹

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Tina phone notifications kept going off under her pillow and she sighed as she finally checked it and realized Meech was having one of his daily tantrums.

"What that nigga want?" Dusty's annoyed and deep ass voice made Tina silently laugh before she shut off her phone.

"I don't know and I don't feel like dealing with it right now"

Usually she would go running to make sure Meech was good but her level of caring and sympathy had dramatically decreased. It was if her mind had a total light switch, she didn't see him as anything more than dick.

Dusty glanced at her as she laid back down on him and turned off the game. This was one of the few times he felt like he had her to himself. Wasting no time, he pressed his lips against hers and flipped her body onto his.

The phone continued making noise but Tina didn't care about anything except taking Dusty out of his clothes.

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TINA'S APARTMENT
12:04 AM

"Meech you gon get our asses locked up with all these white ass neighbors" Meech's close friend, Southside whispered as he stood besides him while Meech attempted to picklock Tina's door.

"Nigga I don't give a fuck" He replied giving the bobby-pin one last spin as the door finally flew open.

"This bitch think it's a game." Meech muttered before walking through the apartment, looking for any sight of Tina or anything that looked like it belonged to a nigga.

"Well she not here nigga so what's next?" Southside sat on the marble counter laughing at Meech who looked like he was losing his mind.

Meech knew Rocket or any of his other homeboys would never agree to this so he chose the only one that matched his crazy.

"Im tryna find her purse, I got this old ass phone with the location still on it. She think she gon one up on a nigga like me?" He spoke seriously as he entered her bedroom and searched threw her dresser until he finally peeped her favorite Chanel purse she carried around all the time.

"How you know she ain't bring it wit-" Southside walked into the room to see Meech dropping the phone in a purse.

"She wear it depending on the outfit she wearing but trust me if she going on dates, clubs, or linking other niggas, she gon wear it"

"Nigga you crazy, let's get the fuck outta here now. I hope she don't got cameras" Meech shook his head at Southside and put the purse back where he found it.

He looked around to made sure everything was in tact and locked the door before they walked out.

AUTHOR'S NOTE
short ass chapter ik😭