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"I feel like you be on that weird shit when it come to me" Its like 11 in the morning and my boyfriend already on the bull shit.
"What are you talking about"
"You always gotta attitude and shit, do you not realize how many bitches I can be with but im being loyal to you" He said while using his hands to count how many"
All I could do is laugh because nigga what....
"Amd you sitting here laughing and shit"
I rubbed my forehead while my laughter died down.
Truth be told I don't even know how I ended up in this position. I dont want this nigga, never have and probably never will.
"Like do you even care about me"
No I said in my head.
"I do babe, im sorry" that was all I had to say to make him shut that shit up.
"Prove it then" he sais with a smirk.
And thats where he got shit fucked up at.
What the hell he mean prove it....prove what my nigga. In what what way.
I raised my eyebrow in confusion. "Prove what" I asked.
"Prove that you sorry" he was now standing infront of me with his hands in his pants.
Im so confused.....
"How do you want me to prove im sorry, I just said-" he cut me off before I could finish.
"Give me top" he said cupping my face. I moved his hand a pushed him back.
Lets be completely clear I do not partake in sexual activities with a dick. Cant get down with that....cant even get down with a strap.
