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"Max are you serious right now, bruh? I deadass just went over there for some help cause you was busy!" Chase tried to reason with his frustrated girlfriend, but god did he have her so fucked up right now.
"Nigga, you had an entire week until that test meaning you had hella time before it came to study and you wanna lie to me in my face and tell me you went to that bitch room to just study? Get the fuck out my face, Chase." Maxine didn't normally curse or call people out their names like this, so he knew he had messed up badly.
The couple had been in a healthy relationship since sophomore year in highschool, but as soon as they reached college, everything changed.
He'd often make her feel like she had competition with every woman on this campus considering how he came off whenever speaking to one.
She didn't bring most situations up that made her feel a type of way unless she found it extremely weird; such as now.
Last night, Maxine had a client to take considering she was also a nail tech, and Chase just so happened to need help studying for an upcoming test the two would be taking.
Maxine told him she couldn't that night because it would be late by time she finished but she offered to help the next day.
But that was when she was sent a message of her beloved boyfriend curled up asleep at the bottom of another girl's dorm bed.
He claimed he went to her dorm to study, but when he revealed who he studied with, she definitely wasn't believing another word that left his mouth after.
Which was Kind, the well-known campus groupie.
"Bab- "I don't wanna talk to you, byyyee!" Maxine waved him off, continuing to mix her ramen she'd just taken out of the microwave. "Maxine.. You not even listening!" He said.
The girl chuckled. "I know damn well this boy is not still in my room. Do I needa call security on yo ass?" Maxine said. Chase clenched his jaw and fists before sighing.
"You gone see me again, Maxine. We not over just yet." He pointed at her before leaving her kitchen to make his way to the front door. "Whatever, bye." Maxine said, following behind him to make sure he left for good.
Once he was out the room, she slammed the door shut and locked it, shaking her head as she went back into the kitchen. "Niggas be havin life so fucked up."
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"That's the thing, bro! She won't even let me talk to her bro and that shit mad annoyin." Chase stressed to his roommate, also best friend, Namil. All he could do was shake his head "I told you not to link up wit that hoe bruh, why youn like listening to advice I give you?" Namil said.
"Because I was ready to get started on that shut and nobody was willing to help me wit that shit but her. Ion even think she woulda took it like that if that bitch ain't sneak a fuckin picture of me, bruh.. fuck." Chase buried his face into his pillow.
He felt his face burn as tears stung his eyes. He couldn't believe his first love was treating him like this. As much as he tried to deny the allegations Maxine was pinning against him herself, she wasn't listening, but she had a fair reason not to.
"Chase.. bro? It just happened last night bruh c'mon, she prolly just mad for right now. Don't start cryin n shit." Namil tried to persuade the boy, but he of course knew his own lover better than Namil did.
"But her tone, 6! She don't ever talk to me like that. Like she'll prolly just say shit as s joke but she was full on cussin me out and callin me out my name n shit. I think she being for real this time." Chase sniffled.
