Study Buddy: A Chris & Miya Story

Chapter 61

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-Lol guys it's Study Buddy's 1st birthday.

Here we go again x Chris Brown
(had the song on repeat while writing this, so yeah...)

Chris

I let her words effect me the way I know she wanted me to feel. She always does this! I can't have a moment to be upset without her getting upset. I know she wants me to say something, but I'm not going to give it to her.

I really wasn't going to fight David, at first. I thought it over the night before, I didn't want Miya thinking that I'm a jealous and possessive. But he disrespected her, and got all in my face. How was I suppose to let that slide?

She probably likes him or something...

Miya can be bitchy at times, but I won't say it aloud. One thing for sure is she's not a bitch. And I don't want anyone referring to her as a bitch.

I slowly pull up to Thomas' house, and shift the gear to park. I turn my head to look at Miya. She's slumped in the seat and leaning her head against the window. I can't see her face because her hair is hiding her. Her hand rested on the top of her head, and the only she movement she made was each breath. She's been in that position the whole car ride.

"Aight bruh..." Thomas says, and daps me up. "Bye Miya..." He says softly, rubbing her shoulder. After that he leaves the car.

"Bye." I threw up my peace sign as he closes the door and walks towards his house.

Before pulling off, I look towards Miya as she finally switches her posture, but looks out of the window. She sniffs, and I continue to look at her. I take a risk and place my hand on her thigh and rub it softly. I keep my hand on her thigh as I drive off...

Why aren't we seeing eye to eye? I'm so confused with my feelings. One minute I'm tired of her, but having the feeling of losing her would kill me. I'd rather put up with her than to lose her. I won't lie, sometimes I do certain things because I know I can get away with it. She puts up with me, because she doesn't want to lose me. But Miya's a smart, strong girl. She could make it without me...

I feel her hand ease on to mine, she grips my hand tightly. We both don't look at each other though.

We kind of are becoming toxic. Like we're each other's drugs, we've been bringing each other down with our words and actions. But we put it up with it, or hide feelings, because of the feeling of being around each other.

My heart hurts, but I rather hurt than for her to leave. I could say over and over I'm tired of her, but I rather be depressed and work it out, before giving up on us. Even though working it out doesn't work for us.

I'm worried that'll she find out what I did, and she'll end up finding someone better than me. And she's worried if she's good enough for me.

I parked in my driveway. I turn to look at her, ready to ask her if this study session is still on... And when our eyes meet, I take a notice to her pretty eyes; teary and red.

"I'm tired of arguing... Lately, I feel like we fight more than anything." She says low.

I clench my jaw and switch my eyes around. "W-what," I clear my throat. "What do we do?"