𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐇 𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑
It had to be 8 in the morning or something. I'm not sure I didn't want to move and get my phone. I would risk waking her up and I can't have that.
I just wish we could stay like this forever. I never had anyone who loved me as much as she do. Not even my mama.
Why I had to listen to the therapist? I'm sick a fucking dummy.
When I go back imma tell her the results and see what else she has to say. We been split for too fucking long I miss my lady.
Rubbing my eyes and yawning I pulled Aunasti closer to my chest.
"I love you" I whispered kissing the top of her head.
"I love you more" she whispered back.
"How long you been up? I questioned her confused.
"I just got up when I felt you kiss me" she said sighing.
"We'll get up so we can talk" I forced myself to say.
"I don't wanna get up and talk" her voice cracked.
"We have to, my baby".
"You just ready for me to get away from you, why you rushing me to leave? You got a little bitch coming over here or something?" She angrily said roughly throwing the covers off of her to get up.
"Ain't no bitches coming ova here, calm yo little ass down" I told her sternly.
She looked at me blankly like she couldn't comprehend what I was saying.
"I don't even be here my damn self fuck I look like having another female ova here? yo ass just be talking" I said walking off to the bathroom.
"I'm sorry" she mumbled pulling out the drawer for here face shit.
I just nodded my head and passed her, her toothbrush with toothpaste already on it.
She sent me a quick thank you and finished her morning routine while I watched.
"You ca put that shit on my face too?" I questioned pointing at them oils.
She smacked my fingers down before replying. "Don't point first of all and no I cannot cause it's not gone do shit for you because you won't be consistent" she said fanning her face.
"Girl" I smiled my lips.
"Girl- shut the fuck up" she mocked before she busted out laughing.
I laughed along with her cause she just got one of those laughs.
After the laugher died down it went silent. Too silent.
"I got a therapy session today, at 3:00 pm" I broke the silence.
"Okay" she muttered.
"I'll be gone before you leave" she told me.
"You don't have to leave" my eyebrows furrowed.
"Why would I stay? We not together remember" she spat walking out the bathroom with me following closely behind her.
"We is together what the fuck I told you about saying that shit? This just as much as yo home then it is mine" I said roughly gripping her up so she can stop walking away from me.
"Stop walking away from me" I told her sternly.
"Oh like you did with me?" She snapped at me while I watched tears build up in her eyes.
"Stop crying, I didn't walk away from you" I sighed.
"You did though" she cried harder.
"Talk to me, what's wrong?" I questioned.
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Storie d'amorefond·ness /ˈfän(d)nəs/ affection or liking for someone or something.