imagines

toxic; ashtray

sorry i've been inactive guys

my mouth dropped in disbelief as i was looking through ashtrays phone. 'ima pu on u soon shawt' i read off the screen. i wasn't even that sad, i was angry. i turned off his phone and slapped him out his sleep.

"y/n what the fuck bro!" he screamed jolting up.

"don't 'what the fuck' me! who the hell is dani and why were you saying you'll 'pull up on her soon'" i yelled at him using air quotes.

"man fuck is you goin' through my phone for?" he asked snatching his phone out my hands.

"'cause you've been acting different but i see why now." i said rolling my eyes and getting out of his bed.

"man where is you goin'?" he asked me as i was slipping on my shoes.

"anywhere that'll be away from your ass." i rolled my eyes grabbing my charger from by his bed.

"you doing way too much over a fucking text message! come lay yo ass back down bro." he groaned.

"i'm not doing way too much, i'm supposed to be your girlfriend dude. you makin' me look like a clown just staying with yo ass." i scoffed shaking my head.

"what you mean by that?" he asked wiping his face, i didn't answer him. i just continued to collect my things so i could get the fuck out of here. "i'm fuckin' talkin' to you y/n!"

"nothing bro." i said putting my charger and deodorant in my purse.

"so you leavin'? it's dark outside, chill out." he said getting out of the bed and grabbing my purse out my hands.

"like you give a fuck." i rolled my eyes reaching to grab my purse back.

"i do give a fuck, you're my girl." he said moving it away so i wouldn't be able to grab it.

"didn't seem like you had a 'girl' in those messages. now give me my shit so i can get the fuck out of here." i said reaching for it once again, no luck.

"bae stop playin' it's too late for all this screamin' and hollerin'. we lucky fez not here tonight." he rolled his eyes.

"boy ain't no body playing, when you give me my shit im out of here." i said.

"and then what? we done? 'cause we both know you not leaving me." he said taking a step forward.

not gonna lie, he was right. i wouldn't leave him, we've been through too much together, but i wasn't gonna let him know he was right.

"oh really? i'm not gonna leave you?" i scoffed.

"nah you ain't gon' leave me, you love me too much." he smirked.

"fuck you, we are done." i spat.

"you know you just playin' 'cause you pissed off and shit." he shrugged.

"i'm being completely forreal dude, i'm not 'bout to just let you fuck around with some hoe while we together, shits embarrassing on my part." i raised my voice a bit.

"ma chill, i was leading her on. you the only girl for me." he said putting down my purse and wrapping his arms around my waist but i quickly pushed him off.

"don't fucking do that! we're done ash!" i yelled shoving him off, grabbing my purse and storming out of his room.

"y/n it's 3 in the morning! yo ass not leaving here!" he yelled at me.

"i don't give a fuck." i yelled back still walking away.

"stop fucking playin'" he gritted through his teeth and jogging over to me.