Ch. 17 Merry Christmas

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Wdfucky bitch i'm back ?! ngl i done said "im back" and then ghosted like 7 times already ..😹😹
ok so frl let's have a heart to heart i genuinely want to write and i have like 3 other story ideas. 2 polys and one wlw. I genuinely love ts i just be so busy and unfocused that i completely ignore this app like i haven't even  been reading , seriously tho im gonna lock in. trust . i have the next 2 chapters planned out so ima try to drop them in the next 2 weeks swear . anyways enjoy this chapter!!
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Madi's Pov
"Mama I don't understand why you won't just get her the purse , you know she love marc jacob's ." Me and my mother was out last minute christmas shopping , and she was starting to piss me off .

"I don't understand why you won't go back home to that boy and talk it out ." She said .

My point exactly .

"That's not what we're talking about right now so.. you can stop with all that ." I told her .

It's been a week since I left Zay'meir and our relationship . Christmas was in two days and then after new years I was gonna go back home . I found an apartment that was cheap but not ghetto it's just far as fuck from campus . But that's fine i'll just have to find me a nigga who wouldn't mind paying for my gas .

Zay'meir never let me pay nor touch the gas....

Mmcht bru shut the fuck up , fuck him .

You right sorry .

"Madi ."

"Yes ma'am ?"

"When are you going to talk to him ?"

"When I ask for my second car key back ."

She sighed out and walked to the checkout counter . I rolled my eyes and followed behind her .

It's gonna be a long ass holiday .

And I really wish I could spend it with the boy who meant the world to me .

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"Thanks for wrapping this for me love , if you're tired you can go . I can finish the rest ." My mom told me while taking the freshly wrapped gift from my hand .

"No it's ok , there's nothing else for me to do so hey ." I said while shrugging .

There really isn't . I only had like 3 friends from my hometown and they're all at home with their family or stayed at college because they liked it there . I took a social media break because I'd be damned if I got clowned on X by a bunch of nobodies who don't even know me . And although Mel and zaza helped a lot I feel so embarrassed to talk to them after having to leave my home and sleep on their couch because I got jumped over a nigga . Niya tries to talk to me and I talk back but after a while I shut down and tell her i'm busy and to wait a second .

Everything is going to shit .

And instead of being mature and communicating I get so overwhelmed with my feelings that I just shut down . I have to stop , but I don't know how .

Interrupted from my thoughts my mom said , "I know you're not ok ."

"You act like shits ok and like you don't feel anything . I know what you feel, and it's okay . You don't have to do anything alone . I will always be here baby . I promise ." She looked at me with loving and persistent eyes .

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