Working 'Highness'

BS... again.

I watched as the time on my phone got later and later, by now it was already 11:31 pm, and guess who still didn't make it home.

He was really making my head hurt, and also making me switch up my argument a couple of times. I just didn't want to come off crazy or the type of girlfriend who doesn't trust their boyfriend; even though I don't at least not any more. But me taking the pills and hiding them didn't exactly help me either, I mean I had to. If I just cut all this crap off now, we wouldn't have to worry about it later.

Crystal left a couple hours ago, she is really a character first she stirs the pot. Then leaves back to her "perfect" relationship with RJ, it was funny because I never heard her complain about their problems as if they didn't exist but she was always there when mine popped up.

I sighed again getting up from the couch when I finally heard the front door unlock and open. Chres walked in with a few bags, and jumped when he seen me; I was sitting in the dark. It sounded like a good idea, to make it seem more serious, but now I don't even care.

"Damn Nala you scared me, what are you doing?" He asked placing the bags on the couch, I crossed my arms as he walked back to the door to lock it. "What's up with you?"

"Naw, what's up with this note." I slid it out of my pocket and handed it to him, I finally decided to not bring up the drugs because I didn't want him to know that I went through his stuff.

"What note?" He looked down at the paper, and it was like his face drained. He knew exactly who this was from and I was furious, he couldn't possibly lie about this, I already seen the drugs. "Where you get this?"

"At my house, I went over there today. I got some more of my things, but you wouldn't know that because you were out all day."

"So... what, you're my mom now? We're not about to be one of those nagging ass couples, I'm sorry I can't do it." Chres started walking to his room, he didn't even open the note. I was getting frustrated with how he was acting, he's really sitting here in my face acting like he isn't in the wrong.

"You can't be honest? Oh for real, well damn if I would've known that I wouldn't have agreed to stay here until I get a place. I can stay at a hotel you know? " I followed behind him into the room, he could the light on making me notice another new outfit that he bought.

"Go to a hotel, waste your money. You don't trust me, and you sitting here waiting up for me and shit. When I said you could chill over here I didn't think that you would be already starting shit."

"Starting shit! What the hell, what have I started? I simply asked you what was up with this note. You're the one acting like I assumed something or that I accused you. You must be guilty then."

"I'm not guilty for shit."

"Mm, well you know what I don't want to be in a nagging relationship either. If you don't want to listen to me, then I'm not going to make you either. It's whatever." I threw my hands up and laid onto the bed, just wishing I didn't even find out about all this information. It puts pressure on me to confront and try to "save" a grown man who clearly doesn't care.

It was quiet after that, Chres put his new things up and I just stayed on the bed scrolling through Twitter. I wanted to be petty and throw shade, but this wasn't the type of situation to share with the world.

"...Nala, I really don't want to hurt you okay?"

I pretended to ignore him, by now things cooled down and Chres was sliding into the bed next to me. His hand reached to squeeze me thigh but I pushed him away.

"Naw... I don't want to be touched. You can't just do anything you want and expect me to be cool with it. I don't care what the situation is, I'm your girl and I went through ALOT of shit just to be with you. Just for you to go around and basically say fuck me."