Not Here For It

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Adana..
I woke up at about eight thirty, today was Saturday so I was off from the hospital and I didn't have any classes. Ain't God good? I looked over and Montrel wasn't there, I  went to the bathroom and washed my face and brushed my teeth . I went down stairs and he was sitting on the couch talking on the phone as usual. I rolled my eyes and went to start making breakfast. I made eggs,bacon,waffles and biscuits.
Montrel walked into the kitchen and didn't say anything. So I slammed his plate down.
"What the fuck!?" He stood up and yelled.
" You are so fucking rude, I cooked  breakfast for you and the least you could do is say:"Thank you Adana"!
"I don't have to say shit , I'm not in a good mood and I don't have time for your bullshit." He swiped the plate off the marble top and the plate crashed onto the wooden floor. He turned and walked up the stairs leaving me there stunned.
I gathered myself and my thoughts and started to clean the kitchen. I picked up the pieces of the plate. I also picked up the food and I sweep the floor and mopped. I really don't know why he treats me like this. I'm really getting tired of his attitude and his fucked up ways.
I decided that I needed to get out of the house  so I called one of my best friends Tiana. She answered on the second ring , "Yeeesss"she said in an angelic tone, she so crazy!
"You wanna get something to eat today for lunch and do a little shopping?"
"Of course !" She yelled in my damn ear ! "Okay I'll pick you up at about 1:00, and be READY!" I put emphasis on the ready part because she always takes 100 years to get ready.
"Don't do me !" I rolled my eyes. "Bye". I said and hung up.

I went upstairs and hopped in the shower, I washed my body and moisturized. I decided to be cute so I put on a peach tight fitted dress that reached my knees and a pair of white converses and wrapped a plaid peach shirt around my waist and put half of my 22 inch Malaysian deep wave in a high ponytail. Yaaaas bundles !  I didn't put on  much make up just some mascara and a nude lipstick.

I walked right past Montrel, I grabbed my brown MK tote and my keys to my all black 2016 Jeep Wrangler and was about to walk out the door when I felt Montrel grab my arm.

"Where you going?" He asked "why?" I said with an irritated tone. "Don't play with me." He looked me dead in my eyes and I knew he was getting angry, so I gave in. "With Ti to the mall, now bye!"

3 hours later..
Ti and I had just finished shopping and was eating at Olive Garden. Our waitress had an attitude though !
"She don't know me I'll set it off in this ma'fucka!" Tiana semi-yelled. I laughed she was so crazy. "So what's been going on with you and Montrel?" She asked. "It's not getting any better I can tell you that!" I said. "He still treating you like you ain't shit?" She said with her eyebrows raised? "Yeah , I don't know why he can't be more like his brother." Tiana goes with Montrel's twin brother Machai. "Machai has shit with him too, but the way Montrel treats you.." She trailed off. "I know, things have to change or I gotta move on." I said with a sad look on my face. " Adana, you don't have to put up with anybody's fucked up attitude or their fucked ways of handling shit." She said with a serious look on her face. " I know , I just want to make it work , I mean he is my fiancé. " I looked down at my 24 carrot diamond, princess cut  engagement ring. " Just tell him how you feel and see where it goes". I think I will , whenever I think he's in a good mood.

Montrel wasn't always like this, he just has so much built up anger inside from his mother and father abandoning him and his brother. I always have tried to get him to open up to me but he won't. If I'm suppose to be your future wife shouldn't you trust me? I know one thing, I'm not walking down nobody's aisle until we get our issues together !

"Let's go before I cut this bitch" Tiana said jerking me from my thoughts. "Yeah, let's go before we be in jail , fooling with you!" I got up and grabbed my left overs. I could not forget my ravioli de portablo, with marinara. That will be my little late night snack.

Me and Tiana was in the car when her song came on. She say I'm a dog but it takes one to know one... "You better rap baby daddy!"she yelled at the radio. We rode through the streets with Kevin Gates blasting. We were at Tiana's house in about 20 minutes. I pulled into  her driveway. I seen Trel's all black Audi. "You might as well come in, don't leave me here with both of them!" I laughed, they were double trouble when they were together. I sighed, I hope he is in a better mood than he was this morning because..
I'm Not Here For It.

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