Niyara pov
2 months later
"nah to be completely honest i don't even think i give him that bestie title still because he don't come home no more we don't talk we don't do anything for real anymore and i can't tell you the last time he been home"
i said to my cousin snookie "did you try calling him" i nodded "yeah and i get short answers and speedy conversation and it ain't used to be like that like if he fucking with someone or caught himself with a new girl i don't know
why he just don't wanna tell me that shits so fucking stupid like i'm over here single waiting for him to call text and come home and he ain't been home since our little weekend we don't fucking talk
i just don't understand how something can be so complicated with one fucking person like i'm over it for real" my cousin shook her head "girl i honestly don't think it's anything maybe your thinking like this because you still have feeling for him"
i huffed "i thought about that but nah i hold everyone in my life to the same standards we ain't gotta talk everyday but not talking for almost three months is crazy when we were just thick as thieves
not to long ago
and then when he came down that weekend and we had our little talk i feel like since i told him he can't fuck up and always expect me to be ok with it he don't wanna talk to me no more but aye in this shit ima pick me first
i just don't know what to do with this situation honestly
*time jump*
so it's later in the day and after i had a talk with my cousin i needed to get my mind off the constant aggravating topic of jordan so i went to my grannies house and helped her decorate for Christmas
but not i'm back home listening to music drawing sketches on my ipad trying to kill time i guess for what i have no idea but all of a sudden my phone chimed letting me know i had a message
so i swiped my ipad screen down to see who texted me because i didn't save anybody's numbers on my ipad and low and behold the mufucka that holds so much trauma over my life
"where you at" "🤨 you litterly have my location why have it if you ain't finna use it" "man i asked you a question just answer it" "im home obviously it's sunday in december where else would i be"
"i can come over yes or no" "come over my house why" "just yes or no" "i mean i guess yeah" "ight be there in 5" i looked at my ipad for a little while longer before standing up and checking around the house to see who was home
and after a tiny search and name calling i found out i was alone so i just huffed went back in my room and changed my clothes because im not gonna lie i was in a cookie monster onesie with some light blue footie socks i was comfortable
but i just took my one off and put on a big teeshirt and a pair of pajama shorts i got until i hear a knock on the door and i got a message saying he was outside so i put my ipad down and went down the steps to let him in
so when i got down the steps and opened the door there he stood looking fine as fuck fresh cut hair done his chain on but we have to stay focused "what bring you here stranger" he sucked his teeth and walked past me into my house
i could clearly tell it was something wrong but that's not my problem "it's cold as fuck outside and you playing" i scuffed "i just asked why the fuck you wanted to be here seeing as though your phone don't work"
he sucked his teeth "here we go with the bullshit man i be busy" i scrunched my face "so being busy excludes you from sending a text or calling now that shits crazy" he huffed and stood up
coming dangerously close to me looking down at me "i ain't come here to argue i need you Ni" i rolled my eyes "it wouldn't be you if you didn't need something now what is it what's going on" he rolled his eyes "i've been going through a lot of stress and i need some release"
i looked at him crazy "ok so why you at my house when you could have been in college releasing what ever type of built up pressure you got on them little white girls that's why you like now right"
ok so i might be mad for more reason then him not texting or calling so i follow Jordan's friend Marcus on instagram and Marcus reposted a video of Jordan get ass thrown on him by several different girls
mainly white girls making me get angry but what made me even more mad is that he his his story from me but aye you live and you learn i guess but he sucked his teeth "first you was mad i was fucking but now i'm just having fun and not slanging dick
and you still mad i feel like i can never win with you" i rolled my eyes "no bitch i'm mad that you tired to hide it like i'm not cool with most of your friends i seen the little video that your tired to hide
but it's all good next time you wanna hide some shit let your mans in on the plan goof ball" he quickly grabbed my neck and got closer to my ear "i ain't finna be to many more bitches and either way weather i would have had it on full display
for you or if you found out how you did you would have still been right or wrong"
