he smiled as he saw her walk by. she ignored him as he spoke.
isaiah.
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"yo ny!"
the boy says, running to her.
"you good? i feel like you been ignoring me.."
she just continues to walk away.
"sanyiah come on, talk to me baby. please. i know i fucked up but just talk to me."
the girl turns her head to speak.
sanyiah.
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"isaiah there is nothing you can say or do to make me want to speak to you again. leave me alone bro."
she sighed as she saw the boy walk away. knowing she didn't really want him to go but what happened the other night at the party made her realize that he wasn't shit for her.
flashback to the party
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"ny ny come on we're gonna have fun."
"you know you can't handle alcohol saiah."
"yes i can, please let's just go. i promise i won't drink a lot."
"fine."
isaiah smiled as they got ready in his room.
they arrive at the party and all of isaiah's friends begin speaking to him, ignoring sanyiah.
she sat down on the couch, wanting to get a drink but not trusting whatever they had at the table.
20 minutes later.
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"hey have you seen saiah?"
"you talking bout lil zay? "
she nodded.
"then nah."
she sighed outta frustration wanting to leave, she knew nobody here, it was hot and starting to smell like weed. she liked smoking but this weed smelled different and she didn't like it.
she walked around trying to find isaiah in hopes she could ask him if they could leave.
she heard moaning coming from a room but thought nothing of it, knocking on the door trying to find isaiah.
he opens the door.
"what do you wa-
sanyiah?? what are you doing?"
"i was looking for you but you look busy. i'll just get an uber home, have fun with your new girlfriend."
when she arrived home, she grabbed a blunt she had pre rolled & lit it. inhaling the strong weed scent trying not to cry.
she knew something was up with him but couldn't figure it out.
she knew it was over.
flashback over.
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she hated him for what he did but she loved him. she knew she could never forgive him.
she got home and started on her math homework, playing on the tv 'running on e' by brent faiyaz. she got in her bed, listening to the music as it played, drowning in her thoughts.
the couple was supposed to hit 3 years tomorrow.
first chapter, first book.
