Zyne POV
I Think I Met A Real Nigga (Real Nigga)
He Tells Me What It Is Yeah (Yeaah, Yeah)
I Think I Met A Trill Nigga (Trill Nigga)
He Handling His Business
A Couple Scars Over His Eyes
I Can Tell That He's Been Through It All
That's Why I Don't Mind Swallowing My Pride
Cause I Want Him To Know That
He's In Control
And I Know That He Love's Me (Love's Me)
Cause I Give Him What The Street's Can't (Oooh)
So Whenever He Need's Me (Oooh)
I'll Show Him What His Ho's Can't
...... This is the 3rd time in 5 months that I've caught Jay cheating. I take him back every time so he never learns, I just hurt myself more because I cry myself to sleep and he still cheats. I thought he cared about me but I guess after a relationship of 4 years things go south. I'm Zyne aka babydoll,I'm 17 with brown skin, I'm not thickest nor am I the prettiest thing in the world. Everybody says i look like a baby doll because of my babyface. Hence the nickname I receiv ed from my on again off again boyfriend Jay'vian or Jay. We've known each other our whole life but just decide to make it real 4 years ago. I'm being pushed by my parents to make this work because he's supposed to be the next M.J. speaking of the devil.
"Zyne come down Jay is here."
"Coming!"
Being in the presence of Jay and my parents is the worst because all they do is stroke his already huge ego.
"So Jay, what's going on this basketball season?" My father asked him. All I could do was roll my eyes Baca use its the same questions and routine everyday.
"Well this season I want to break M.J's high school record if I can." He replied with that cocky smirk that made me fall into his love trap in the beginning. I will admit Jay's whole swag and demeanor could make a girl wet in between the legs. I find myself wondering everyday how someone so basic as me managed to trap someone as fine as him. He stands 6'10, caramel skin, that faded haircut with extremely curly hair at the top, he had the basic look for a nigga from Baton Rouge, LA. Taking me out of my daze I heard my mother screaming my name like the banshee she is.
"Zyne!! It's not polite to stare I don't even want to know the disgusting thoughts in your head." she scoffed at me
All I could do was grab my school bag and leave the house before this turn into a battle between zyne and Jamillia and I was not in the mood. On this early beautiful morning.
I know it's short but this is my first book ever and I'm trying not to sound like any other book. I want to have its own flair my flair. So please leave comments and let me know how I'm doing so far.
I hope everyone likes it!
