Sasha's POV
Dy was in the shower when her vibrated. At first I wasn't going to touch it but it went off again so I picked it up and looked at it.
*Text Message *
IHOP Jank 🍯 🍑
¤Tonight was great
¤We should "chill"
*Text Messages Ended *
I locked her phone back and sat on the edge of the bed I couldn't help but cry. I thought Dy was different I thought she really cared. I let her take my virginity and she goes out and cheat on me with a basic bitch from "IHOP" she could've did better. I was sitting there crying when she walked in the room. "Baby what's wrong" she said getting on her knees in front of me. I looked up and smacked the shit out of her. I got scared when I saw her face but then I remembered what she did and didn't give a fuck. "Girl what the fuck is your problem. " She said standing up holding her face. "I thought you loved me Dymone really thought I meant something to but I was just another fling well congratulations. You got what every nigga couldn't . I'm so done. " I got up and went to the closet and packed my stuff but I felt her arms wrap around me. "Baby stop you not leaving me she ain't mea-" I cut her off "Dymone don't stand here in my face and tell me she ain't mean nun with that big ass hickey you called yourself hiding with your hair. Dy just lemme go you can go back to your ways just keep me out of it." I grabbed my bag ,my phone ,and my wallet and walked out the door. I didn't have a car so I walked to the park to call me a Uber. I looked in my wallet and seen I only had a $200 in cash and my Debit card that had at $2500 I had for emergencies. I took the Uber to the Dollar store to get me some hygiene things and some snacks then went to get me a motel room for a few nights. I didn't know how long I would make in here but I knew for certain I needed time from Dy.
》Later that night《
I been sitting in this room for at least 3 hours and Dy been calling my phone non stop I just turnt if off because it was starting to piss me off I was watching tv until I felt myself drift off to sleep.
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No Face No Trace
RomanceMy mother and father made me but the streets raised me. 18 year old Dymone (dia-mond) is coming to the end of her senior year at Lincoln high and is face with the decision of running the streets or bettering herself ,but the making up her mind won't...
