ℜ𝔬𝔧𝔬 ℑ𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔰

"Always"

Friday
March 31
LO: Home

y/n is your/name
h/n is his/name

I walk up the steps to the front door of me and h/n shared home. As i start to unlock the door i hear commotion on the other side.

I walk in seeing h/n and his friends. "Hi y/n" they all say in sync. Except h/n. He looks up from his phone and stares at me then looks back at his phone.

um wtf. "fuck you too then" i say under my breath. "How y'all doin, i haven't seen you guys in awhile" i say smiling as i hang the keys up.

After talking to them for a bit, I say my good byes walking up stairs. Theres a party tonight that i was invited to. Ion really get dressed to go out.

I can really put that shit on. Half the city goin and i wanna go have some fun. Ion really get out like i want to. H/n is really overprotective.

I love my baby and wouldn't wanna do anything to make him worry. I'm 18, I wanna have fun and shake ass. i'm young and turnt. Well i try to be..

Was gonna throw a dress on but nah. I wanna live my life, not get it took. Cause if i even think about goin out wit a short ass dress on, h/n will take my head off.

I Put on a gray short body suit. I gotta keep pulling the shirt part up cause its strapless. NOT wearing heels, air forces it is.

"where you goin?" my heart drop to my ass. I turn seeing h/n. "I'm going to a party, people been posting flyers all over insta and shi" I say flat ironing my hair.

h/n walks up to me, unplugging my flat iron. "No you not, you staying home wit me" he says letting go of the cord. I plug that shit right tf back in.

"What i say?" he says crossing his arm. "Bae pleaeeee just let me go to this one party" i say looking at him through the mirror. He squints his eyes. "look at me real quick" he says.

I turn to him still doin my hair. "Are those nipples i see? Youn even got a bra on!" he says shocked.
I sigh. "Who you sighin at?" he says crossin his arms like he somebody momma.

"Baby please just let me go, I'll be back before 3" i say trying to reason with him. "3?! oh hell nah, get ya ass inna bed. It's bedtime" he says walking back into our room. "Who's fuckin father you is??" I yell from the bathroom.

"Not bout to play wit you y/n, come lay wit me" he says. "ok ok fine, lemme wrap my hair up and change my clothes".

20 minutes later, I new his ass would be asleep. I put my black bebe hoodie on. Spring is approaching yall.

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It's now 2:30 inna morning. The party is going good so far. Surprise nobody shot this bitch up yet. Surprise h/n ain't call me yet..

I've already shook ass and sweet shit like that. I'm honestly tired, but ian wanna leave my friends. I wanna make sure they make it home ok.

I walk in the kitchen of this house. Brushing past people. I'm a bit parched. I gotta hella cotton mouth right now. Is it me or anytime you smoke, you become real quiet and chill and just watch shit play out?

I be feelin hella mysterious. I got snapped out of my thoughts feel a presents behind. "So we sneakin to party's now?" A very VERY familiar voice says.

Ian react fast cause i'm fuckin out of ittttttt. I turn seeing h/n. "Hi baby" i say hugging him. I feel my self start to fall asleep on his chest.

My throat hurt too. "Y/n, say goodbye to ya friends, we goin home" he says putting his arm around my shoulder, helping me walk.

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We get in the car. It was silent until h/n talked. "I thought i said stay home y/n" he says grippin tf out the steering wheel. woahhhh buddy calm down.

I sigh. "Why you always worried about what i'm wearing h/n" he's starting to get me mad. "Ya outfit was never the problem, your safety is. You wanna be out her acting like ya hoe ass friends" he says stopping at a red light.

"Acting like dat is gon get you killed" he says lookin dead at me. Ion even look at him, i just stare out the window.

The rest of the ride is silent. As soon as we pull up i get out the car, slamming the door. I'm irritated asf.

I just wanna go to bed at this point. I get into the shower, not even caring if my hair get wet. Ever get so irritated that you wanna cry? That's me right now.

I just let the tears fall. I'm frustrated, i wanna do what i want. I thought be being 18 would make me free. But not with h/n as my boyfriend.

I know he cares for me, but damn i wanna have fun. Maybe i'm over reacting? ion know. I'm just tired of everything.

"mama, you ight?" i hear h/n knock on the bathroom door. "i'm fine" of course my voice had to crack. "no you not" he says opening the door.

He opens the shower curtain seeing me sitting on the shower floor letting the water fall on me. "Why you cryin?? what's wrong" he says turning the water off.

"You is what's wrong, I feel trapped. I can never do shit without you pullin up. It's fucking exhausting" i start crying again.

He helps me up grabbing my towel. I step out and he wraps it around me. "Im sorry" he says hugging me. "I never wanted you to feel trapped ma" he kisses my forehead.

"If some happens to you imma just feel guilty" He saying putting his head in the crook of my neck. That's how i know he's really sorry. He be tryna put on this gangsta image, deep down i know he's a sweetheart.

"You forgive me?" he says into my neck.

"Always"

I'm high asf

i'm horny asf too

This imagine is based off sum that happen between me and my ex.