𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄.

𝟐𝟕.

📍𝐂𝐇𝐈 — 𝟏𝟏:𝟓𝟒 𝐀𝐌
- 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 -
ʟɪɴᴄᴏʟɴ ᴘᴀʀᴋ

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I was nervous asf.

I flew out here for her and I wasn’t even sure if I was finna get her back. But the worst she can say is no right?

I know we were only official for bout 2 months, but I didn’t need more to know ion wanna lose her, and the thought of her being with another nigga was driving me crazy.

I can’t believe it took my slow ahh this long to swallow my pride and fight for my girl back.

She lied bout being out of the state tho, and that had me feeling uneasy. There was sumn bout a Marcus too, not that I gave a damn bout him.

And I wasn’t gone give up without trying and I hoped she’d forgive me for everything I did.

I drove at high speed as I felt my heart tear, remembering the hurt look on her face from when I last saw her.

What was I thinking?

It was just another Wednesday, a few days after that incident with Rory and I was in the studio with my crew, working on new music.

I hadn’t seen or talked to either of them since.

I felt bad bout going ghost like that on Kaela tho and putting her in that situation with Rory.

I was lowkey stressing, and I didn’t know how to fix shit, so I was just gone let things play out.

There was a knock on the door just as I exited the recording booth and Travis opened it.

I stopped in my tracks when I saw Kaela walk in, her eyes red and puffy while looking scruffy.

I quickly walked up to her and gripped her arm, pulling her out of the studio, then closed the door behind me.

“What you doing here?” I groaned, rubbing my temples and she sighed lowly.

“I gotta tell you sumn,” she said softly, fidgeting with her fingers.

“You chose here instead of my crib? You know how I feel bout popping up at my workplace.”

She paused and looked at me with hurt clear in her eyes before taking a step back.

“Yea but it can’t wait-” She frowned. “Actually... do you care bout me Trevon?”

“Deadass, this Lakaela?”

“Now that I think about it, what if I ain’t ring you or come through, that’d be the end of us?”

I sighed, not looking at her. “Let’s talk bout this later. Not here, this ain’t the place princess.”

“There won’t be a later. I want to talk bout us now. Do you still love me, are we ever gone be okay again?” she spoke, tears filling her eyes.

I stayed quiet, not knowing how to reply to that, and just leaned on the wall as I faced the door in front of me.

“Oh so that’s how it is? Aight bet,” she mumbled before walking off. I regret not chasing after her.

I didn’t know that was gonna be the last day I saw her. I found out later that day she had stopped by on her way to the airport.

A loud crash disturbed my thoughts and I felt my body get thrown forward as my car rolled.

I felt pain all over my body but I managed to get out of my seatbelt before someone opened my door and pulled me out as I smelled gas.

I was dragged to the side, and my vision was blurry when my car caught fire.

But all I could hope for before I blacked out was that they get here too late. I deserved to die...

Maybe that’ll make up for breaking the heart of a woman who genuinely loved me.