A Thugs Kisses

The Fuck Yall got Going On.!

The bell for lunch just rung. I get up out of the desk, grab my bookbag and went to the lunchroom. I sat down at the table I usually sit at. I don’t really feel like eating right now. I look down at my phone. I didn’t have any missed calls or messages. Then someone puts their hands over my eyes.

“Who is this?” I say.

“guess.” It’s a male voice.

“Umm I have a boyfriend. So who ever this is might want to stop before he kills you.”

“Kind of hard to kill myself.” Then he removes his hand from my eyes and I see davein standing there.

“Where have you been at?” I say.

“I told you. Handleing business.” I looked him in his eyes. He started blinking fast and then looked away. He always blinks fast when he lien.

“With who.” I say. I was about to catch him in a lie.

“Baby whats with the questions. Do you trust me?”

“Not right now. Ace told me this morning that his girlfriend was M.I.A. so I though hmm. That’s weird. My boyfriend hasn’t been home yet. Then it hit me. He might be getting head again. Or he might have fucked her.” I say with so much attitude. Davein looked away and didn’t answer me.

“That's what thought.” I got up from the table. I was about to walk away when davein grabbed me by my wrist.

“Don’t leave baby. You don’t know what happened.”

“Please spare me the details. I don’t even care. Do you.” I say then I snatch my arm away from him and walked to the bathroom. I don’t know why I put up with him. But im done. I’m not about to keep getting my heart broken. I tried to except him but I refuse to be cheated on. I don’t want to be the main chick. I want to be the only chick. And If I can’t be that then we don’t need to be together.

I got in my car and drove to daveins house to get some of my clothes. I get in the house. Davein is following me up the satirs. He is trying to convince me to stay. Im not listening to him. I’m about to move back in with my mama. I go in the closet and pack as many clothes that will fit into three suitcases.

“Davonyae charminique Pryor. How many times do I have to say sorry?”

I ignore him and continue to pack my stuff.

“Baby what you want me to do. I will do anything to make you stay.”

“anything.” I say.

“Yea baby. You name it.”

“Stop breathing.” I say. I looked at him. I was so mad at him. I hated him. I can’t fucking stand his cheating ass. He looked hurt. Well I am too, so he better get in line.

“You know what. Fuck it. I’m not about to beg your ass to stay. I don’t fucking need you. I can get another girl.” Davein was yelling at me. Then davein picked up one of my suitcases and threw it down stairs.

“And you gone pick up my shit.”I yell back

“No the fuck I’m not.” Then he picked up my second suitcase that was still open and threw it down stairs. Now my clothes were all in the hall way, and the stairs, and downstairs on the floor.

“Bitch pick up all my shit right now. Yo stupid ass.” I yell. Davein gets closer to me.

“I aint no bitch. And I’m not fucking stupid.” He said as he points his finger in my face. I smack his hand away from my face.

“Don’t hit me.” Davein said still putting his hands in my face. I smack his hand away again.

“Get yo fingers out my face.” I yell. Then davein pokes his finger on my forhead. I punched him in the face as hard as I can.