First Love [EDITING]

8 ❤ Its Over

Chapter 8

TWO YEARS LATER

Starr

Nazr and I have been doing great. We still fight but I learned to forgive and forget, like Ahmad told me. I needed to stop holding grudges against people that meant it when they said they were sorry. We fight over petty shit, like when he comes home late, he has a good excuse. Or if he doesn't take out the trash dumb shit. Over the last couple weeks he had been distant as hell with me and even lying to me. I didn't know why or what but I hoped he wasn't doing anything to play with my feelings. I was crazy as hell about him and I don't know what I'd do with that type of betrayal.

I was sitting at home painting my nails as I watched this new movie I had gotten on bootleg. Nazr wasn't here and that sucked because he left the house earlier, around eleven this morning and hadn't returned and it was going on six. I sighed and finished my nails letting them dry. I was at the house by myself, Kayla had gone to stay the night at her new boo, Corey's house. He was a cutie and I definitely approved of him. He treated my sister nicely and I respected that about him.

For the past two days my mother has been blowing up my phone, explaining how sorry she was and honestly I wasn't trying to hear it. She was the least of my worries and I'd deal with her when I felt the need to. But for right now she could kiss my black and Asian ass.

After my nails had dried a little I decided to call up Ahmad to see what he was doing. He answered on the third ring. "Wassup little girl" he said through the phone.

"Hey little boy" I smiled at him. "What you doing" I asked.

"Cooling what you want head" he said

"Nothing was just calling to check up on you, why you rushing me off the phone for, probably with some bitch but that's ok." I said sounding hurt.

"Nah I'm playing the game brah, you know I ain't dealing with no chick for awhile" he said and I nodded.

Him and Kerri had broken up due to the fact that she was cheating on him and had caught an STD and had been burning. When I found out I had beat the girl almost to death. She almost gave my bestfriend something, good thing I taught him well and he always wrapped it up.

"Mhm I guess... I miss you bud. You don't come over no more. I miss your shit talking" I smiled.

"I miss yours too big head. But you know, you got a nigga and I ain't trying to cock block or anything."

"If you say so, we just need to get back to us no matter what" I told him and our conversation seemed to have come to an abrupt ending.

"Yeah let me call you back, somebody calling me" he said and with that he hung up. I sighed feeling boredom strike.

About three hours later my Nazr had came through the door high as hell. "Hey baby" he kissed my lips and I kissed back.

"Hey, where you been" I asked.

"I was helping my mother set up her new computer and you know she's an all day task" he said and I shrugged it off.

He went straight to the shower, while I was on Instagram on my phone. His phone started ringing and I let it rang but after the forth call I started to aggravated at apple ring tone that was starting to irk my soul. After the fifth call I snatched it off the charger and answered it with so much attitude, ignoring the caller I.D. "Hello" I said with much needed attitude.