Friday
April 7
10:39 pm
y/n is your/name
h/n is his/name
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What a day - Tyler, the creator
.play dat shit.
y/n pov.
Baby, can you bring me a towel please" I yell from the bathroom.
I hear him walk into the bathroom.
"Hm?" He say opening the curtain.
"A towel please, ah fuck I got soap in my eye" I put my face under the shower head.
H/n walks back in with a towel.
"Thanks"
"Mhm" He leaves, shutting the door behind him.
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I'm nervous. Today is the day I go with h/n to handle the shit he be doin.
I can't believe I agreed to this. He's lucky I love him.
"Don't be scared Ight? You wit me" H/n rubs my thigh reassuring me.
He puts the car and drive, pulling off.
"You wanna stop to get sum? I gotta get gas anyways" H/n asks stoping at the red light.
I nod. I get this weird feeling in my stomach, my gut is telling me something.
I feel my body get hot, my breathing gets heavy. I try to calm down, not wanting to worry h/n.
I become light headed from breathing too fast.
"You Ight mami?" H/n looks over at me as we pull into the gas station.
"I'm just hungry" I give him a weak smile. He looks worried.
"Mhm, what u want?" he says opening his door.
"Anything, just get me anything" I just want him to get out the car. Ion wanna have a panic attack in front of him.
He gets out. I watch him walk into the gas station.
I start breathing in an out. I feel my myself getting better.
I go on Instagram trying to kill time. But then I get this weird feeling...
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ℜ𝔬𝔧𝔬 ℑ𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔰
Short Storywhere it all happens.. I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable,so here is a warning. There will be the following: •smut •violence •adult themes •cursing •etc.
