Freshman year of college, Ocean and Eve became the best of friends. Finding themselves inseparable from each other amongst their friend group of seven, the two could hardly imagine their lives without one another.
Although, what will happen when fe...
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Soraya
"Yo why the fuck you gotta be such a bitch!?" Caleb shouted in my face, a deep base in his voice.
"Oh like ya mama?" I arched a brow at him, standing unfazed even at him being so furiously close. Nor did I flinch as his hands raised in frustration. "Nah go ahead, hit me, I dare you. You the one lying and got the nerve to wanna hit me-"
"Soraya get the fuck out my face dawg-"
"Nigga you in my face," I exclamied at his back while he stepped away from me, folding his hands behind his head in anger. "I don't give a shit 'bout you huffin' and puffin,' just own up to what the fuck you did bro."
"Don't start with all that bro shit-"
"The second you start acting like my boyfriend is when I'll address you as such, Caleb." Irritated, my eyes followed him as he plopped down on the bed with a groaning sigh, rubbing his head. "Did you do anything with her, yes or no?"
"No-"
"So why she texting you?"
"I don't fucking know, Raya, damn- I just told you that shit!" He yelled, glancing up at me with his face scrunched as if I was dumb for asking. My face didn't change, and he smacked his lips. "You don't believe me-"
"You damn right I don't," my arms folded with a shrug while Caleb threw up his hands. "Just own up to it."
"Man- Aight bruh fuck it, believe what the fuck you want 'cause I just told yo ass the truth. I really don't give a shit no more."
Again, I didn't move or react as I watched him shake his head in frustration.
Frustrated myself, I stood from my leaning spot on the way to leave. "You know what, I'll do you one better- Call me when you done throwing a fit. Or don't, it's whatever."
"Hold on where you going-" his hand grabbed my arm, stopping my walk to the door. "You not leaving."
"And you not finna tell me what the fuck I'm not about to do," I yanked my arm away, a scrunch in my face that couldn't care less about him being mad. Then he stood in front of the door and I rolled my eyes with a sigh of my own. "Caleb move-"
"Nah, come here," he reached for me, and I slapped at his hands.
"Get the hell away from me bruh, you just said you ain't give a shit two seconds ago-"
"Baby come here," his tone was soft now as he licked his lips and eyed me with apology. Our hands fought before he grabbed a hold of my jacket to bring me closer to him, sneaking his touch to my waist as I avoided his eyes still. Just then, a finger lifted my chin as he bent down to kiss my cheek. "I'm sorry aight-"
"No the fuck you not," my head shook as I still refused to look at him.
"Raya come on now-" he grabbed my face gently to make our eyes meet, his other hand holding me close while he walked us back to his bed. "I am... I'm sorry, for everything, especially yelling at you-"
