The Invitation 😌 (the end)

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I was having a good ass day today

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I was having a good ass day today. My skin was clear, my man was acting right, and my album was still number one. I was having a great day, until I checked the damn mail.

All the happiness drained from from my body. The only way this man even could have gotten my address is from fucking Renee. How? Why? Tf?

I don't even know why I was mad at it. I literally couldn't be mad about it. I literally got with Xander 6 months after we broke up and I've been with him since. Even had the nerve to be in love with the nigga.

Stupid in love with him.

After breaking my heart, this nigga really had the nerve to invite me to his wedding. If I knew I wasn't gonna fold from hearing his voice, I would call and curse his ass out!

My eyes were watering and I had to get myself together, before Xander came his ass out of my bathroom. The water had already shut off 5 minutes ago.

I was frozen in place, in my kitchen, just staring at the invitation. I was mad and sad all mixed into one.

"Baby, you ready to go again— what's wrong bae?" Xander stopped what he was saying as soon as he seen my face.

I couldn't say shit. I felt like if I said anything I would burst out in angry tears. Almost 3 years later and he's still trying to hurt me. What have I ever done to him to deserve this treatment.

"You don't hear me talking to you girl?" Xander snatched the paper out of my hand and looked it over. He smirked then mugged me.

"What the fuck he send you this for? You been talking to that nigga Rian?" I instantly shook my head.

"You can't speak or something?" He growled at me. My eyes watered more. Why the fuck was he angry with me?

"I don't know why he sent this to me" my lip quivered.

"How the fuck did he get your address?" He started laughing evilly.

"That bitch Renee" I instantly scrunched my face up at him.

"Nigga don't call my damn best friend a bitch!" I said muffing him in the head. The only one who could call her a bitch is me!

"So you going?" He asked, looking mad as hell still.

I don't know the answer to that question. I shouldn't, but I kind of feel like I needed to. I don't feel right not going.

Plus I still had four months to prepare myself before I had to go.

"I know damn well you ain't considering going?" Xander narrowed his eyes at me.

"Baby he invited the both of us" I said as if that was going to make him feel better.

"We not going" he said, moving closer to me. I loved away because I don't trust his ass.

"Baby I've known him since he was 6"

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