Ohani Franklin
"MOVE YOU SPITTING ON ME." she shouted at Tyrell. She wasn't worried about the gun under her chin. When Tyrell did stuff like this , he wanted her to show fear. He thrived with fear. She knew that he liked that so she always knew how to cover up fear.
She mugged him and he smacked his lips lowering the gun. She kicked him back with all strength in her body causing him to hit the wall.
He got up so fast , he walked towards her with the intention of hitting her but he caught himself and stopped right in front of her.
He sighed looking down as she sat on the counter. "You MY shawty." He spoke wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her stomach.
He lifted his head and kissed her forehead. "But your not MY nigga Tyrell. I'm done foreal this time. Seriously." She spoke as she slowly pushed him back.
"Fine. Go head. Ion give no fucks." He shouted the last part and she knew he cared because he was very mono tone and he hardly ever shouted.
She hopped off the counter and he spoke. "Baby don't go. Don't go." He grabbed her waist. "No , Im done. Seriously Tyrell. I can't keep doing this. We don't need to be together." She shook her head.
"It's all good." He backed away. "I never even told you I got a son. He bout a month old now." He shrugged.
She stared at him in disbelief. He looked as if he didn't care but she knew him too well. That was not how he really was feeling. She knew he just wanted to make her mad but he would never lie to make her mad so it had to be true.
She nodded her head. She grabbed her keys and her phone. He followed her to the door. She slipped her shoes on.
Her and Tyrell had been messing around for almost 2 and a half years. This was news to her.
She was upset. Really really upset.
She hopped in her car and he stood in front of it to stop her from driving off.
She locked her doors and blew the horn after she started it.
She began slowly driving, pushing him off the car and forcing him out of the way. She sped off when he was out of the way.
She headed home and she didn't get there for another 45 minutes. Tyrell lived deep in the hood and it was far from her house.
She arrived at her empty house and got out of the car. She locked the car door and headed inside.
She was so irritated with Tyrell and she could cry but there were no more tears left. She has cried about this boy for too long. Way too long. Since her freshman year in high school.
It was time to let go. She just didn't want to. She felt like the two were supposed to be together forever but she knew her feelings were incorrect.
She reached her room and shut the door after letting the dogs into her room.
She walked to the bathroom and washed her face. She cleaned her makeup off of her face and took a shower.
When she got out of the shower she shut the door that separated her bathroom and her room.
After getting dressed She then sat down and began to play music. Nobody gets me by sza blasted through her speakers as she laid in bed reading a book.
She kept thinking about Tyrell and it drove her CRAZY because the good things he had done for her never crossed her mind until she wanted to leave him alone.
She lowered the book and looked up at the flowers that rested in the corner of her room. From Tyrell. The huge teddy bear holding the flowers. From Tyrell.
Half of her shoes. From Tyrell. And much more. She didn't want to get rid of these things but she didn't want a constant reminder of him.
She reminded herself that he had a kid. She didn't want to be a step mother at 16. She didn't want to be a step mother at any age. That was enough convincing to get him off of her mind.
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