𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊

𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍

RHYAN BROWN
FEBRUARY 9; FRIDAY

"HONESTLY, I DONT feel like going no where right now Ja." Rhyan told him with her head propped up against her elbow, a sad expression on her face. Her eyebrows were knitted together and a small pour was formed on her face.

Across from her, Ja leaned back in his seat more. "Come on rhy, you gotta get up phat. You been on this couch since I came by here the other day and that was three days ago." He explained. "Can we just go grab you something to eat."

"I'm not hungry cause I just ate and I've moved. Multiple times. I'm just not in the mood right now, my stomachs hurting, my boobs are sore, and I've had a headache all day." Rhyan explained. She had hoped that he didn't think she was upset over what had happened last week which she still was, but she wasn't that sad anymore.

Now she was more so filled with anger. A week later and she still couldn't comprehend how Zane could do her like that. He truly didn't give a fuck...

Rhyan wanted to forget him, have him as a mere memory, but it was hard to forget someone that gave you so much to remember. When she saw Ja still staring at her she sighed. "I wanna get up and be happy Ja, but I just can't. I just wanna forget him and everything he did to me." She stated lowly.

Over the past week, Ashley had continued to post subs on Twitter but rhyan was unaware, she had deleted the app. And while she did, Daelyn responded back to Ashley with a few nice words as well. Online, rhyan was practically getting bullied by the girl.

"You ain't gone ever forget it Rhyan. You can release that shit though, you can stop allowing all that hurt to have meaning in yo life. A few months from now you gone wonder why you was ever in sad about it in the first place." He spoke up and rhyan blinked up at him through her eyelash extensions that needed a fill in. "He hurt you but you gotta get up and let that shit go. I've let you be sad and depressed about him for too long. We can stay in but I want you to get up from this couch."

A eye roll then came from Rhyan. "Shut up Kaz. When did you become a therapist?" She rubbed her eyes, a yawn escaping from her lips. "I'll go with you somewhere but I need Tylenol for my headache first, go fetch it for me."

Kazimir looked at her sideways. "Fetch?!" he asked as he walked away.

While he was getting the Tylenol, rhyan decided to get up and go freshen herself up in the shower. Though she had taken a shower last night, she wanted to take another one.

After a thirty minute shower, rhyan came out the bathroom, a towel wrapped around her still wet body. Still having no clue where they were going she picked out something simple. For her outfit, she picked out some dark washed cargo jeans, a graphic sweater, and her indigo Nike Dunks. She paired it with her purple telfar bag and her normal gold jewelry. She felt it was still presentable whenever they went.