𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐞𝐰𝐬

𝟎𝟔

"I love yall."

"We love you too." After spending almost a month in New York Cam and Mir were finally leaving, getting her moved into a nice penthouse. After making sure she healed properly and got her head back together they finally deemed her ok to be alone.

Looking around her apartment Iruo walked towards her room, looking at her cast everyone signed.

Hearing her phone ring, having an idea who it was. And as expected it was K3, Kacey was his real name but many people didn't call him that.

Answering she bit her bottom lip, "Hello?"

"Wassup ma, whatchu doin?"

"Nun, prolly finna order some food." Scrolling through DoorDash, seeing what she had a taste for.

"Nah, ima come get you in like 20 minutes. We can go get some. Plus I got some I wanna show you." Lately they'd been hanging out more, he was really sweet and had a big personality so Iruo never got bored with him.

"Ok." Hanging up she found something to wear, hearing her phone ding. Tahj had texted her asking what she was doing, biting her lip she told him she would be going to lunch with a friend.

He asked who and she made a face, telling him it was a hoe. Seconds later her phone rang and she laughed, answering to see Tahj pop up with a mug on his face. "Yes?"

"Stop cheatin on me." He watched her put the phone down and go to her closet, "We not together," seeming like she told him this every 3 days. They did relationship shit but they weren't together.

"Ima find out who he is and kill him. You won't be happy with nobody else but me." He hung up making her face scrunch up.

"Niggas love to act fake crazy."

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My smile hides my tears.
My laugh hides my screams.
It's been this way for years.
Things aren't as they seem.

I always seem so happy.
With not a care in the world.
But you should know, sadly
Many things go untold.

Nobody really knows me.
They only know my cover.
But I wish I could let it free.
Let them know what's under.

But instead, I practice
My smiles in the mirror.
Then the next thing I do is
Make my fake laugh clearer.

What is wrong? You need help?
Is all they will ask.
So I have decided
To live behind a mask.

Tahj sighed shutting his poem book, looking up to the cloudy skies. It was about to rain, Tahj had a love hate relationship with the weather when it got like this.

It was beautiful to watch, the dark sky contrasted with the occasional lightning that appeared. Heavy rain making a constant noise against the somewhat big windows he had.