I Hate You

Part 175

Hey thots, hope you enjoy this part.

Sevyn POV

Miami, Florida
January 17th
Saturday, 3:28 A.M.

My eyes fluttered open and I looked around the room. Feeling Dayvon's arm over me as he was asleep on his stomach. I felt my stomach rumble a little. I want a snack.

I looked over at Dayvon seeing if he was in deep enough sleep for me to move around. I held his arm up and slid from under. I softy placed his arm over a pillow so he wouldn't notice. I picked up my phone creeping on my tip toes to the door.

As I was going to the door Dayvon's phone went off on the nightstand. Which made me raise an eyebrow because...it's 3 in the morning.

I leaned over to see the notification cause I get notifications from apps I don't give a damn about every day. But no. It was a message.

I looked at Dayvon before my eyes went back to his phone. It just said new message. I squinted my eyes. Who is texting him at 3 in the morning? Stop Sevyn you look delusional. Just because he got a text at 3 in the morning doesn't mean it's a girl. I bit my top lip staring at the notification wondering what the hell it was.

As I was about to reach for his phone my hand balled into a fist. I used to yell and bitch at him all the time about invading my privacy and not having any trust in me. And this would basically be the same thing, even if it is a message at 3 in the morning. I can't complain about him not trusting me and going through my phone and then go through his phone.

I rolled my eyes and kept walking. See this is why I just need a snack. Starting to get delirious.

I went to the kitchen seeing the bag from the corner store still on the middle of the counter. I sat at the counter emptying the bag that was filled with chips and candy. I put my phone down flat on the counter and went on tiktok stuffing chips in my mouth.

"Big Pluto bitch like what da fuck." I quietly sung to myself laying my head on the counter. I'm not tired anymore just wanting to lay around though.

I went on instagram going through the notifications seeing myself and Dayvon get @ like a million times since we were just at the club. Seeing the cute moments of us people caught are cute. They've recorded stuff even I didn't notice. Like Dayvon fixing my dress, making sure I don't fall, not letting anyone get too close.

Would it be wrong to wake Dayvon up to smoke?

I would get up for that... I would call him a crack head first. But I would get up.

I sat up rubbing my eyes when I looked back I saw the bedroom light turning on.

"Sevyn? Sevyn!" Dayvon yelled and I laughed before answering.

"I'm right here baby." I said and heard him moving off the bed standing in the doorway now.

"Why you up? What's wrong?" He walked closer.

"I was just hungry. You wanna smoke? I didnt wanna wake you." I said and he laughed.

"Don't eva be scared to wake me up to smoke ma." He said going back to the room.

"Turn on the TV. I'm tryna watch that episode we ain't watch. Nah remember 2 episodes we ain't finish yo lil show." He said as I turned off the kitchen light going over to the living room.

"They said the latest episode hella sad." I said looking around for the remote.

"You n these sad ass shows." He sighed coming back.