Truth
1992
Adina's POV
"Angelo, please just talk to me." I follow beside him down the sidewalk.
"No, dawg. Ion wanna talk to you."
I knew this shit would be like hell when we came back to school.... He's so damn stubborn.
He's been avoiding me the last 3 days we've been back at school.
In every one of our classes he ain't even looked at me and completely acted like I just wasn't there.
I shouldn't even bother trying to solve this. He doesn't deserve it... he started a fucking rumor about me at school... but maybe I can make him drop it if I put us on good terms... I don't fuckin know.
I guess he started the rumor because of the right him and Marshall had....
"Can you just leave me the hell alone, yo? I already accepted your apology... just cause I did that, don't mean I gotta take you back. I don't want you no more, Adina." He adds.
"And that's fine! I just don't want there to be any type of tension between us, Angelo! I didn't mean to cause you any harm!"
"And you didn't, yo! I just don't fuckin' care. It ain't even that big of a deal... It really ain't!... it ain't like I actually liked you anyway." Angelo shrugs.
The fuck is that supposed to mean?
"What you mean?..."
Angelo stops in his tracks, taking a deep breath as he turns to look at me.
"I mean, all I was doin' was usin' you. I used bein yo lil 'study buddy' so we could fool around and shit. But ya ass neva came around wit' it. Cause 'you wanted to take It slowww'." Angelo mocks me
"...Are you fuckin' serious?"
"Fasho, I am." He looks me dead in the eye.
This mothafucka ain't all that nice... is he?
"Fuck you, Angelo."
"When?... Cause I been waitin', yo'." He speaks with the most unbearable boyish smile on his face.
Are all boys assholes?...
"Yo, you're a fuckin' jerk."
"Ya shoulda gave it up." He shrugs
Ion even know what to fuckin' say no more... is he serious???!
all I can do is just look around in disbelief, I can't believe I liked this mothafucka.
"Don't act all weird, dawg. You know you aint like me in the first place anyway, it was all about Marshalls trashy ass. Marshall this Marshall that. I fuckin knew you liked his ass!...I don't know, nor do I give a fuck about whatever in the world happened between yall, but Id really fuckin like it if you left me alone from now on, Adina. It aint no point in pesterin' me like you care, because frankly, I don't give a shit either." He pauses. "Now, I gotta go, yo...Peace out."
And with that, he turns around continuing to walk where he was headed in the first place...
And he aint tell me nothin' but the fuckin' truth... I never really liked him, I just used him as a way to make Marshall jealous and to forget about him... It don't matter though, Angelo is obviously a huge asshole. But I guess that makes the two of us, I wadn't no good in this either.
Fuck,,, what in the world am I supposed to do no-
The beeping from my pager cuts my thoughts off.
I check it to see who's paging me.
