sanyiah had been in bed for 2 days straight, hadn't eaten, hadn't got up to pee. she didn't have to. her mom kept trying to bring her food, her phone rung off the chain. she ignored everyone and just slept. her mom knew it was bad, just as bad as it was the first time.
isaiah
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i tried calling ny but her phone kept going straight to voicemail. texts she wasn't responding to, messages weren't even delivering anymore. i got worried because when ny is mad at me, she always tells me to stop bothering her & for 2 days, i heard nothing.
*phone ringing*
"hello?"
"hey ny..
you doing ok?"
"not really, what do you want?"
"sanyiah, you know i'm worried about you. you haven't responded to me in 2 days."
"fuck makes you think i wanna talk to you isaiah. after what you did to me, what the fuck makes you think i want to talk to you?"
"sanyiah.. i-"
"i don't wanna hear shit you gotta say, you can tell everyone that i'm still alive but just leave me alone please."
"i love you ny ny."
"mm didn't love me when you fucked that girl, goodbye."
*phone hangs up*
man i gotta fix this...
