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"mad at you"
____a mia and lorenzo love story____
12:58 PM SUGARHILL, NY MIA'S HOUSE
MIA POINT OF VIEW
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"really bro" i screamed at lorenzo who was sitting in front of me
"bro relax fuck is you yellin ya voice for " he mugged me
"because why the fuck is all these other girls texting your phone, WHILE your with me and you don't even give a fuck enough to hide it, you just responding or letting yoru phone go off with me right fucking next to you lo" i stated loudly
"okay when you text all them other niggas you be textin i let you do your shit but when i do it back it's oh now i'm mad" he ended in a mocking tone
"what other niggas bro"
"you was just textin dude that you talked to when we broke up, this fuckin mornin yo, and you thought i ain't notice it" he laughed rubbing his head down his face
"that's your problem you dont take nothing serious, you always think something is fucking funny"
"nigga it's funny cause you don't like when people give you the same fuckin treatment" he pulled out his phone sitting on the bed
"so you just not gon talk to me, your gonna keep texting the same girls that started the argument"
"they didn't satrt it, you did with all that bitchin'" he said and before he got a chance to say anything else i slapped him
out of instinct of course.
"yo what's ya problem" he grabbed my wrist and pushed me against the wall
"you, you're the fucking problem, you don't fucking care, about me or anything" i yelled at him on the verge of tears
"who fucking said that, when did i ever say that" he screamed back at me
"you don't fucking act like it lorenzo" i pushed him back
"so niggas don't do enough for you now" he said loud but, not necessarily screaming
"i'm not saying you don't do enough, but you texting other girls in front of my fucking face is fucking weird and disrespectful" i tapped the back of my hand against the palm of my other one
"so i text a girl and you flip but, you text a nigga and i have to be okay with it, nah i'm not doin it wordtobro" he sat back on the bed
"this is the fucking problem lorenzo oh my god, i can't do this" i said ready to walk out the room
"where you tryna go" he grabbed my wrist
"away from you because you still actin like you don't fucking care, so keep ya same energy and leave me the fuck alone" i said trying to keep my patience
"and where the fuck you gon go, go see that nigga" he brought up the same subject
"no lo" i rolled my eyes
"what you havin a attitude for, don't be dry wimme"
"because i'm about to fucking cry lo, i fucking hate arguing with you and it feels like that's the only way we fucking communicate now, and at the end of the day you don't care and end up doing the same shit, we break up and it starts over and it's emotionally upsetting" i said with a coupel of tears comming down my face
his face expression changed and he sighed before pulling me close to him.
"i'm sorry ma" he spoke up
"lo ion wanna do this talking shit out of pity just because i dropped a couple of tears" i wiped my eyes
"we don't have too" he pulled away from me
i sighed before turning around and walking to the door just to be pulled back. he moved around me and locked the door.
"but you not leavin tho"
"see lo, you startin that toxic shit, i'm still upset i don't wanna be in here with you"
"why the fuck not" he looked at me witha confused mug
"you were just texting a whole nother girl lo, what the fuck" i screamed out of instinct
"bro i just told you we fucking even" he said loud
"get the fuck away from me" i scoffed pushing him out my way
he grabbed me pushing me against the bed and held my hands down.
"you still not leavin" he looked down at me
i rolled my eyes looking away from him. he lucky i'm smaller than his little ass.
"look at me" he told me and i ignored
"i'm not playin witchu" he grabbed my face
"i'm sorry ight, and ian mean to make you feel like that but, you textin whoever that nigga is that be thinkin he can play wit me cause you gave him a chance when we wasn;t together ain't go sit right, you leave him alone and i'll leave ole girl alone. ion fuck wit her no ways"
"lo ion wanna keep doin the back and forth toxic shit" i told him lookin in his eyes
"then we won't, we gon be forreal, and if it don't work we leave it alone until we get it right" he told me still on top of me
i didn't even respond, i just stared in his eyes, i removed my wrists from his grip wrapping my arms around his neck and he leaned in kissin me. our lips connected moving in similar motions, he picked me up as we continued to kiss and lifted me before sitting down with me straddling his lap.
i seperated myself pushing him down and lifting off my shirt. i leaned back down and kissed him adding tongue. we continued for a minute or two before i moved down. i stood up taking off my pants, i tied my hair up with the random scrunhie on my wrist before kneeling down unbuckling his pants.
he know i can't stay mad at him.
the end.
{a/n: sorry no smut, i had my first day of school today though, and man oh man. but i'm tryna get out as many drafts for ya'll cause imma be busyyyy this year}
