{Tuesday April 12th}
Keenon."Fuck you!" Teyana yelled at me.
"Bitch fuck you too!" I shouted louder than her.
She rolls her eyes at me, well she either rolled her eyes or blinked back tears. She stares out the window, pouting.
I lick my lips and keep my eyes on the road.
She's mad over some dumb shit. Asking about why some girl direct messaged me on Instagram with me with a picture of naked titties.
Then she asked why I kept the messages and then why I had saved the picture to my phone and then one thing had lead to another and we forgot what we were arguing about but was still pissed with each other.
I'm basically mad because of how much she really doesn't trust me.
I know that the shit I do causes me to seem untrustworthy but she has yet to understand that all I want is her.
Her anger tends to get me even more frustrated during arguments.
She sniffs and wipes her eyes.
I felt remorseful so I have to say something. "Yo, I already said sorry so what else-" she cuts me off. "I don't want to hear it Keenon." She states loud and clear but with her head still
facing the window."I don't want to make you-" she cuts me off again. "Keenon just stop."
"No because you're going to be mad at me if I don't explain myself so let me."
"I don't give a fuck about ANYTHING you have to say Keenon, not one single thing. I'm so fucking tired of you. Like Keenon what the fuck are we doing this for? Tell me why, we're wasting money on a wedding and on rings and we can't even get ourselves together?! I mean is there a fact that we have to face Keenon? Are we just incapable of being together?"
"Maybe Teyana, maybe we are incapable of being together, I don't know but I can't be without you and I know that for sure."
"I don't want to be without you Keenon, but I despise arguing with you and it's never going to change! It just isn't! This is why I didn't want to marry you in the first place!"
I chuckled silently. "What are you saying Teyana? You leaving me?"
"Keenon, no that's not what I'm saying."
"What the fuck, Tey, that's what it sound like you're saying!"
"All I am saying is that there is a problem that MUST be solved if we are to stay together, do you not understand?"
"What is the problem?!"
"The problem is that I can barely fucking stand you but I'm about to fucking marry you!" She shouts.
I pulled into the driveway, turned the car off and locked the car doors so that she can't escape.
I hovered over top of her and kissed her lips.
She tried pushing me away but quickly failed.
I left sloppy and wet kisses all over her face. I wrapped my arms around her. My hands traveled right down to her ass. I stuck my hands inside.
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