History.

6.

Caine turned off the car handing me his keys as he took his blunt lighting it

"The fuck I'm suppose to do with these?" I snapped Caine looked over to me "Get in the fucking house Tiana" Caine sighed clearly over me

"I need to fucking smoke before I start talking to you" Caine waved me off looking away from me "Nigga always needs to get high" I mumbled getting out the car roughly damn near sober

"What?" Caine spat glaring at me "You act like a fucking crackhead for that damn weed nigga" I spat, I was so over all of Caine's shit

The controlling, the not coming home some nights and not being as attentive as a boyfriend should be

It was tiring asking for the same things and at this point if he wasn't going to do something about if, I would

"Tiana, go in the house with that shit man" Caine scoffed I rolled my eyes "I'm doing that" I spoke back smartly slamming his car door which I knew pissed him off

He didn't play about his cars, as I walked to the front door I heard the car door open and close letting me know that Caine was right behind me

As soon as we got in the house Caine began talking "What the fuck is yo problem T"

"My problem, you're the one that dragged me out the club!" I turned around yelling Caine chuckled "Cause you fuckin slapped me in front of the whole hood"

I laughed shaking my head "That's all you care about huh, the fucking hood" I reiterated his words he scoffed

"What bitch got in yo head huh?" Caine walked towards me I crossed my arms looking up at him "Nobody, I'm just tired of this shit Caine" I pushed at his chest he grabbed my wrist glaring at me

"Stop fucking touching me Tiana"

"Or what nigga you gon hit me back"

Caine chuckled bitterly looking away from me letting me go "Fucking females cuh" Caine walked away from me I followed behind

"Oh now I'm a female?!"

"Yeah that's what the fuck you is, I don't know what bitch got in yo head but you trippin right now"

"Caine ain't no bitch in my head! I done dealing with this controlling shit you got going on!"

"I can't work, I can't go see my best friend if it involves the hood, and God forbid if I want to go to the club!" I yelled tears forming in my eyes Caine sat on the couch lighting his blunt

"Then you do this nonchalant shit acting like you don't give a fuck, but if I leave your ass again you gon be in shambles!" I continued to vent as he took a pull from his blunt blowing out the smoke from his nose

He finally looked over to me "You gon leave me?" He simply asked I shook my head "That's the only thing you got from that!"

"God! It's like talking to a fucking wall with you!" I walked away from him completely "Tiana bring yo ass here!"

"Fuck you Caine!" I yelled as I walked up the stairs "Yeah fuck me" I heard him mumbled as he chuckled, I went into our room grabbing a bag stuffing clothes and essentials inside

"Disrespectful ass nigga" I mumbled to myself as I continued to pack, I picked up my things jogging back downstairs

I grabbed one of the many keys Caine had to all the stupid ass cars he had "I don't know where the fuck you think you going before we talk"

"Nigga I'm the one doin all the talkin" I scoffed walking to the front door "Keep playin with me Tiana" I felt his eyes on me as I had my hand on the doorknob