| 10 | - July

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{ 4/28/16 ; 7:34 pm }

"Why the fuck is she calling my phone Zeke?"

"I don't fuckin' know Brielle, damn!" Our relationship has been on the rocks since it started. About a month into us dating, his ex called us saying she is pregnant and it's his. I have stuck it out with him since then, but this girl can't accept the fact that they will not be together.

Females that think a baby is going to make a man stay bothers me. He will leave if he wants too, and a baby will not do anything to make him stay. They gotta let that hurt go, and move the fuck on. She has been the main source of our arguments due to her loving to play on my phone when she can't get through Zeke.

"I don't know if I can do this Zeke. This shit is becoming too much and not what I signed on for."

"What the fuck do you want me to do Brielle?"

"Do something! Anything, Zeke! You aren't doing shit! But going over there and not coming back for hours on end!" Do I think they are fucking around? I think so, but something is not allowing me to face the reality of it.

"Man, whatever."

"If you want her Zeke, just leave me alone. Keep me out of this fucked up love triangle. If I can't have all of you then I don't want you at all."

"But baby you have all of me. She is just carrying my child, you got my heart Brielle."

"I got you for as long as God's willing, she has you for eighteen years. You need to put her in check before I do."

"I know baby. I love you man."

"Love you too, Zeke." My eyes rolled as I pushed him away from me and walked downstairs to the grab a bottle of water. I have no doubt in my mind Zeke loves me, but when it comes to her I know she still has a spot in his heart as well. All I ask is to not be hurt or looking stupid.

{ 4/29/16 ; 12:11 am }

Today seemed to be a chill day as the skies were filled with gloom and the heavy rain poured

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Today seemed to be a chill day as the skies were filled with gloom and the heavy rain poured. I snuggled up under my blanket, and kept my eyes fixated upon the flat screen TV mounted on my wall. Just Another Girl From the IRT played loud enough to be heard over the rain, but still low enough for me to be aware of my surroundings in the house.

Zeke had left earlier before the rain grew as heavy as it is now, so I was left to my lonely. The movie soon ended, and Jhene Aiko's soothing voice filled my bed room. I grasp the black journal in my hand before tossing it onto my bed while I searched for a pen. Once I found my favorite ball point pen I opened to a blank page, and began to write.

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