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ZURI
Days had gone by, and me and Dorian hadn't spoken a word to one another.
I'd unusually stay in my room everyday and come out only when I needed to use the bathroom, go somewhere, or eat.
He on the other hand, came out more often and slammed doors or made loud noises purposely, hoping to get an reaction out of me.
Truthfully, I did regret saying I regretted moving in with him, because that wasn't true and I really did enjoy living with him, he was basically my bestfriend and brother all in one. I just really felt hurt about what he had done.
At the same time, I didn't wanna speak to him again because of the way he acted towards me. Almost as if he thought he was better.
From now on, I wasn't gonna slack on my assignments and I was gonna do everything to make my parents proud.
Today I decided that I was going out with Charisma again, I needed to be as far as I could be from Dorian. I truly just needed an escape because I surely couldn't see how we could talk things out after he had been so rude to me.
I was wearing a very scandalous outfit which consisted of a mini skirt and a crop top, I really didn't want Dorian to see me or even comment about how I looked.
I creaked my bedroom door open, before tip toeing out and making my way towards the living room so that I could get to the front door.
"Where the fuck are you going dressed like that?" I heard Dorian question as I passed by.
"Dorian, I don't have time for your shit. If you don't like what I'm wearing, cry about it." I replied attempting to walk to the door but felt Dorian tug at my arm.
"Go fucking change or you ain't going nowhere." Dorian declared, I could tell he was angry by the tone of his voice.
"You can't make me do anything Dorian!" I replied before yanking his hand off of me.
"Oh? I can't? Well wait until ma sees what the fuck you're wearing." Dorian began to pull out his phone, as if he was about to record me.
Ughhh..
"Fine." I said before marching back into my room so that I could put something less revealing on.
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"And he literally fucking told mom and dad that he helps me with my work!" I yelled over the loud ass music which was playing in the club Charisma had snuck me into with a fake ID.
"I can't hear you, what did you say?!" Charisma yelled as she twisted her hips to the music.
I didn't even bother repeating myself, seeing as she wasn't even listening.
I kind of always felt like our friendship was one-sided.
Although Charisma was truly a great friend, sometimes it kind of felt like she always vented to me but never really had time to listen to how I felt.
"You wanna dance?" Michael asked as he grabbed Charisma's hand, dragging her somewhere in the distance.
And there she is, leaving me.
I sat there for minutes just wishing that I hadn't come, maybe Dorian was right, I should have definitely focused more on my books.
I sipped on my margarita, because I didn't wanna come home drunk and have a new story for Dorian to brag to my parents about.
