"I just want to talk to you, Bey." She said and that instantly brought me back to reality when I realized the whole reason I was sitting here in the first place.
"Go talk to your girlfriend." I deadpanned, pulling her hand off of my face and turning back straight in my seat.
"Baby, stop that. You know I'm just figuring this shit out and doing what I gotta do for now." She smacked her lips, turning in her seat so that she was looking directly at me without straining her neck.
"How many times have I heard you say that, Y/n?" My face twisted up as I turned to her.
"A lot ma, and I know you tired of hearing it. But I ain't tryna break this girl heart. Plus, her dad is DA and that nigga already don't fuck with me. I don't need him tryna pull no shit while I got my case going on, baby."
I understood her worry about what Aaliyah's dad would do, because that man has been on her ass since she started dating Aaliyah and he finally just started to back off a little.
He doesn't know that Y/n caught a weapons charge a month back, but we were sure that he would soon and breaking Aaliyah's heart would just be the nail on the cake for him to pull some shit.
But honestly I couldn't give a fuck about any of that right now. "What about me?"
She lets out a deep breath. "I think about you and how much I'm fucking things up with us everyday. We on some toxic shit and I know that."
"I know you thinking it too."
There was a short silence between us before I spoke.
"I'm just so tired of the mind games, Y/n. You tell me all of this shit, but the next day your walking around like your so in love..." she cut me off.
"Don't do that. I love you, Bey. Only you."
"Your lying through your teeth. Tell me, Y/n, what am I to you? Just a fuck when she's not giving you any? Because that's what you treat me like. That's what I feel like." My voice raised a little.
"Mane, shut your dramatic ass up. I don't treat you like that."
"Yes, you do." I yelled.
"Why you yelling bruh? We ain't even gotta do all that right now. I don't want to do this arguing shit with you no more." She was too nonchalant for her own good and it was about to get her slapped.
"Because you're pissing me off." I nudged her forehead, making her head hit the driver's side window. "Beyoncé, chill your aggressive ass out bruh." She groaned, rubbing the back of her head.
"We said we was gone stop putting our hands on each other."
"You lucky I didn't slap the fuck out of you." I turned to get out of the car. This was a waste of my fucking time.
"Beyoncé, stop bruh. You ain't even really letting me talk." Before I could open the car door she grabbed my arm.
"I fucked up, aight. I get that. My shit with Aaliyah was been supposed to be over, but that don't mean I don't want you and all of you bruh."
"Every time I see your face bruh I know who I'm suppose to with. Your smile makes me feel like I'm going into cardiac arrest, and your deep ass husky voice makes me wanna hear you speak all day. I want you bruh. I want the late night phone calls, I want the cuddles, I want the deep talks, I even want the fights bruh because all that shit means that I got you." She vented.
"Just let me make this shit up to you. I'll call Aaliyah right now and break it off." I didn't make eye contact with her. "Beyoncé, look at me."
"I'm begging for you, baby."
"I just need space." Is all I said as she releases the grip she had on my arm.
"Let me take you somewhere first, please." She begged and I rolled my eyes expecting her to suggest taking me to her crib.
"No, Y/n. We're not..." she cut me off.
"I'm not trying to fuck, Bey. I just want to take you somewhere fun before you end this shit." She played with my hand that was sitting in my lap.
I knew it would probably be dumb of me to agree, but my thoughts were so all over the place at the moment.
"Y/n, where?" I rolled my eyes.
"Your eyes gone get stuck if you do that again." She joked and I glared at her. "My fault." She quickly apologized when she seen that I was not in the mood to be joking.
"It's a surprise though." She answered my question, owning a groan from me.
"Just tell me."
"Uht uht, no." She laughed a little, slowly pulling off.
"Wait, I never said I was going." I frowned.
"Too late, my car already in motion." She had a sly smile on her face.
I rolled my eyes and leaned back in my seat as I let her play with my hands.
I'm so stupid.
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Chileeeee....sob bey!
Y'all think Bey gonna fold?
Is Y/n fr about her feelings for Bey or is she just bullshitting?
Not a weapons charge...
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