Cliché (ASAP Rocky and Tyler, The Creator Story) (On Hold)

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November 1st, 2013
6:00 a.m.

"I keep on fallin'
In and out of love
With you
Sometimes I love ya
Sometimes you make me blue
Sometimes I feel good
At times I feel used
Makes me so confused"

The sound of Alicia Keys always helped me in the morning.

As I was showering, I couldn't help but sing her lyrics to calm my mind out over what happened last night with my boyfriend. If you're wondering what his name is it's the devil.

A devil named Tyler. We met when we first went to the same elementary school but didn't actually get together till 8th-9th grade. We're in 12th grade now and you wouldn't believe how much of a child he is. As well a hypocrite and asshole. Don't forget the Devil either.

Anyways, last night I was at his house and things went left when he started being rude to me and pushing me away when I tried helping him on his poetry. As well he kept cussing me out and kept assuming I was talking to someone else when I wasn't.

He always turns into this random person when doors are closed and opened at times. Sometimes I don't even know who he is. When he's around his friends they're always making this weird ass music about Satan and raping.

How's he childish? well anytime he sees me when we walk pass each other he either trips me or pulls my hair and laughs. Such a di-

"Hurry up in there! I gotta be to work soon!" My dad yelled as he banged on the door.

"Okay!" I stepped out and dried off. I hurriedly put on my clothes then ran in my room.

"Jesus, how do you breathe in here? it's like a damn sauna in here." He said.

I laughed. "Sorry daddy."

I put on my lotion and sprayed my body to smell good. Putting on my black chucks, I heard the bell ring.

"Just a minute!" I yelled. It kept ringing in a songful manner. I know exactly who it is.

Rolling my eyes as I finished putting on my sneakers and jogged down the stairs. Opening the door finally there stood my best friend, Marty.

"Can you braid my hair ?" He asked smiling.

"Boy you know I'm getting ready for school. You fuckin' up my routine. I was just about to make breakfast." I said rolling my eyes.

"Please." He pouted. I shook my head and laughed.

"A'ight, but you gotta buy me lunch." I smirked.

"A'ight, you know I got you." He walked in.

I ran upstairs and got my bag, comb and grease and came back down. He was flipping through the cable channels.

"Damn, where cartoon network at?" he asked.

"How old are you again?"

"Do it matta'? Besides you know damn well we was both watching this shit last week when I came over." He stated. I sat behind his head and helped him get to the channel. Such a little kid.

It was about 6:45 and I needed to be outta here before 7:30. I finished his hair and decided to make me a bacon egg and cheese sandwich.

"What's up with you and Tyler?" He asked. I rolled my eyes getting the ingredients out and cracking the eggs into the bowl.

"I'm getting sick of him man. He always keep treating me like a doormat and his childishness is getting out of hand." I said. I whisked the eggs and put them in the pan along with the bacon.