Truly Yours | J. Cole

Truly Yours 6

As soon as I placed my cellphone back inside the pocket of my jeans and pulled away from Chris's crib - it vibrated it again. I ignored it as I cruised down the street contemplating on what I wanted to do first.

I'll be damned if my ass have somebody family on one those unfinished text message commercials.

The text probably wasn't important anyways. It might be Trina texting me her address - but that still can wait.

There was pros of going over her house for dinner - but there was also unfortunately cons.

The pros of going over her house was getting some free - bomb ass food, catching up on old times - cause I honestly did miss her, and I ain't have shit better to do anyways!

Well wait - that's a lie - because I did. I can always hit up the studio - but I honestly wasn't in the mood to.

It was at least ten at night - and a nigga wanted to just chill - and most importantly - eat.

Besides - I'm almost always in the studio - if I'm not with Chris, or one of my boys.

My ass was hungry - and I definitely wasn't about to turn down some free food. Especially if it's good. One thing that I can say about Trina is that her ass can throw down in the kitchen. I haven't had her cooking in a while - so hopefully she still had her touch.

But I had to keep in mind that there was also cons of going over her house. Christina already told me that she doesn't want me to talking to her anymore - so if I do go over her house - I'll have to live with that guilt. Not only that - females find out everything. Some how - some way. I swear I think bitches be having super powers and shit. You can't get anything past a female - especially Chris.

And I've already messed up with Chris - I certainly didn't want to mess up again. But she's making it hard for me to not to. Chris has never been the one to like me for my money - but I sort of felt as if she was taking advantage of me. Everything I've been doing lately for her to win her heart back just doesn't seem to work.

As if on cue - my cellphone suddenly rang as I stopped at a stop light. Before answering - I noticed that the text I had received earlier was indeed Trina - and the person calling me now was Trina. Was dinner really that deep?

"Hello?" I sighed into the phone as I placed the phone on speaker. Trina could be annoying at times.

Were you coming over?

"Depending on what you got cooking for a nigga," I joked.

Only your favorite meal of course. Steak, mashed potatoes, and macaroni.

"Sounds good. I guess I'll slide through. Only for dinner though - that's it Trina," I stated.

I wanted to make sure she was clear about what I was coming over there for - because knowing Trina - she might try some shit. Trina was fine - but I had to keep Chris in mind.

Trina didn't have anything on Chris looks and personality wise anyways. Trina used make-up a lot - and her body is what gets her what ever she wants from a man.

I know J. Just hurry up and get over here. I'm lonely - and the food is almost done. I certainly don't want to eat it all by myself.

I shook my head as I let out another sigh. "I'll be over there in a few."

With that, I hung up the phone and quickly checked the text she sent - but still managing to focus on the road. The text was simply a message of her address - which wasn't too far.