One Way Or Another

Spin Cycle.

Kendra 🌺.

Haven't spoken to Bryson in a WHOLE 24 hours, I wasn't gonna call because he's the one who owes me an apology, I owe him nothing.

My phone suddenly rung beside me on the couch.

I reached for it seeing it was none other than, Tiller himself.

I answered it, "yeah?"

"Why you givin' me a attitude when I call you?" He asked and I rolled my eyes, I didn't even have an attitude just wanna know why his ass calling me.

"I didn't give you a attitude Brys-"

"Whatever just come to the studio.. I gotta show you somethin'."

I breathed out, "what could it be?"

"Just come please," he begged and I smiled, "fine give me fifteen."

He laughed, "make it faster."

I hung up and decided to go take a shower, gonna take me more than fifteen since he wants to rush me. 

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I arrived at Bryson's session in thirty minutes, but he wasn't my man for me to be on time for him.

I opened the door and it was him and several other members of his team.

"Took you long eno-"

I put my finger in the air, "stop while you ahead," I said sternly and he laughed.

I walked to him not knowing the complete reason I was here. "Listen to this," he said not bothering to look at me as his producer played a track I'd never heard.

"I don't know what to say or do cause I just can't stop thinkin' of you..." He sung and I blushed feeling as if he was talking about, yours truly.

"See we go round and round like merry go but every time you leave my heart beats slow. Can't imagine not bein' near you, people can't imagine what I'm going' through..." He continued and it was like his classic songs, I loved it.

"Stop it," the producer obeyed and Bryson looked at me, "you like it?"

"Yeah its aight," I shrugged but in reality I wanted to jump all over him. "It's alright?" He looked as if he was becoming frustrated, "that's all it is?"

I nodded pushing my lips in.

"Everybody get the fuck out," he called out and everyone began leaving, leaving only the both of us.

An emotion hiding  me and a pissed off Bryson.

"Don't you ever say my music is aight, I need details when its coming from you, not a fuckin' specific answer."

I rolled my eyes, "I could care less about your music anymore Bryson," I admitted but I still kind of did.

"Yeah? Why is that?"

"Cause you're not my boyfriend," I shrugged and he looked shocked, "you can say that all you want but.. I still am your boyfriend. I don't recall breaking up or any of that shit. All I know is you was being a bitch got mad and stormed out.. Never did I say I was done," he shrugged his shoulders Kanye like.

"No we is done here, I'm tired of you always on my clit for something.. Why you wearing this, why you wearing that... Why you still talking to him.. Why, why, why?"

He rolled his eyes then pointed his water bottle at me, "because its certain things you shouldn't do it you shouldn't say, you so disrespectful half the time."

"I don't recall having to respect you.. There's no ring on my finger, there's no rea-"

"Do you want a ring on your finger?" He asked.

I grew silent, "do you?"

I shook my head, "no.." He nodded, "just admit you wanna marry me," he walked closer and I rolled my eyes.

"Your aunt must put a lot of ideas in your head and this one is terrible," I spat and he picked me up, he threw everything away from the equipment.

"Bryson stop!" I hollered as his mouth was just amongst my neck like hungry leach.

"No," he mumbled and I threw my head back, "marry me Kendra.'

"No Bryson," I moaned and he ripped open the buttons on my shirt causing me to gasp. He kissed over my breasts quickly and he pulled his shirt from over his head, exposing that body I loved so much.

"Marry me," he mumbled against my skin.

"N-no," I moaned as he pushed my bra up inserting my nipple into his mouth.

He gripped at his belt, undoing it and dropping his pants down. He pulled the button on my khaki's open and unzipped them.
He pulled them off and I laughed watching how frustrated he was at me.

"Nothing's funny," he mumbled ripping my panties off my body causing me to gasp.

He dropped his boxers to his ankles and he opened my legs, pushing himself inside of me. "Bryson," I moaned softly.

"Marry me," he picked me up with one hand under my ass and the other on the back of my neck.

He laid me down on the sofa and continued pushing deeply inside of me.

"No Bryson no," I moaned.

He kissed his teeth and pulled out of me, he flipped the table over.

"Why not?!" He hollered.

I stood up starting to pull my clothes back on, "because we are not getting back together whether you like it or not.. Make some adjustments to yourself then call me."

With that being said, I walked out.

Quavo 💰.

I walked around the mall
and I went to my favorite jeweler.

"What can I get for you today?" He asked and I shook my head, "it ain't for me.." I then browsed the women's section, seeing a diamond necklace.

"How much is that?" I questioned.

"250," I thought about it, it'll feel right but then again the last time I bought her ass a necklace, I snatched it and threw it.. I think.

"You can get the matching bracelet for a thousand more..."

"She'll love it," I heard a familiar voice behind me and I turned around seeing Kendra, she looked so beautiful even if she had on a regular T-shirt.

"Will she?"

She nodded, "she's lucky," with that being said she started walkin' away and I quickly grabbed her arm, "did you even hear what I said the other night?"

"Did you hear what I said? But you in here splurging on another female, I know all too well your black would never change Quav, and to think I said how I fe-"

I quickly placed my lips onto her, I watched as her eyes slowly closed and mine did also.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and I pulled her closer wit my hands at her back.

I loved the way her lips felt..