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I been at the house now for 3 weeks with Tyreik and he's bipolar as fuck. But I'm feeling him and I think he feeling me but he just gives me mixed emotions so I don't even know
But I still decided I wanted to stay . Tbh i don't have much to go back too, what my two friends ? A job where people see my body ? Cause my family don't give a fuck about me .
Last week Tyreik bought me a phone with his contact and my social medias and he told me I could talk to who I wanted but told me not to do nothing stupid.
I was on Instagram leaning against the counter in the bathroom then the door opened and Tyreik came in
He looked high as fuck and he was stumbling so I'm guessing he was drunk
Which is something that's normal for him and I kinda of find it annoying. His drinking problem
"Why you in here?" He mumbled looking at me in the mirror and I just sighed as I went back on my phone
"Youn here me talkin" he said walking towards me and I kinda shook him off
"Oh so you mad at me" he said as he stuck his hands in his pants leaning against the wall and I put my phone down and fixed my hair
"You look good ma" he said and I looked at him , he always look good as fuck
"You know you wanna talk to me." He said and I turned around facing him
"Where you been?" I said and he smacked his teeth looking down
"Where you been Tyreik?" I said walking up on him
"Why I'm here now ainnit" he said and I nodded as I smiled
"Long as you here now." I said as I walked out the bathroom and he grabbed my arm
"Why you acting like dat? You always wanna argue and I'm just trynna chill and be with you" he said
"It's 2 in the morning. You been gone since 7 this morning you had all that damn time to be wimme and just chill ion wanna chill or even talk to you just leave me alone." I said as I tried to pull away from him but he wouldn't let go
"Bruh why you gotta act like ah bitch man" he said and I mugged him
"Bitch ?" I said and he looked at me
"Man Ian m- "yea I'm gone. Fuck out my face" I said pulling away from him and I grabbed the phone and a hoodie and put some sweats on
"Going where" he said
"Home." I said
"You overreacting bruh" he said
"Ok" I said and he grabbed me again
"Can you stop touching me." I said
"Imma find you Arabian. Why you trynna leave you already know you gon be back wimme cause Ian letting you go." He said
