Self Righteous (Bryson Tiller) *FAST UPDATES*

3 - Idgaf

"Your boyfriend ain't shit...He be lying." -Jacquees

I packed the last of my bags loading it into the truck. My younger siblings sat in the car as we were about to pull off. Bryson said he would be here to see me before I left but he has made no interest to even answer the phone.

I don't know why he was doing this..He was on every other social media, but couldn't answer me when I fucking called.

I called his phone one last time, and it was still no answer. I was trying to figure out what I did to him for him to ignore me. It had to be a good reason.

Angry, and frustrated with my attempts I slammed my phone on the hard ground.

"Are you okay Heaven?" My younger brother Kevin asked me, as the rest of them stared at me.

I put my hand in my face, and cried feeling hurt, and stupid. I didn't understand.

"Yes, I'm fine." I lied.

"Woohoo! Road Trip!!" My mom yelled coming outside with my father who was excited too.

As soon as they saw my face they're whole expression changed.

"Heaven, what's wrong?" My mom asked, walking over to me giving me a hug while she moved my hair out My face.

"Nothing... I'm just going to miss you guys so much." I lied. I was going to miss them a lot, but I didn't want them to know I was crying over a boy.

"Awwww. I'm going to miss you too." My mom cried with tears slowly coming down her face.

"You dropped this?" My father asked looking at my cracked up phone.

"Yes." I quickly grabbed it from him, and he gave me a funny look.

"Javier are daughter is growing up."

"Yeah, she surely is." He said. He was trying to read into my soul, and it was kind of creeping me out.

"Trina can you give us a second?" He asked, and she nodded her head sitting in the car waiting for us.

"What's really going on? .. Your boyfriend broke up with you?" He kind of whispered.

"What? No. I'm just... really going to miss you guys." I cried.

"Look I know your lying, and until you tell me the truth we not going no where. I put up so many sacrifices for you to get into school, and I don't want to see you sad. I want you to be happy... I fucked my parole officer, and then I killed her just so I could get back in the game for you. And you gon lie to me blood? You might can fool your momma but you ain't foolin' me."

I rolled my eyes not wanting to talk about it, and crossed my arms.

"Don't give me all that attitude, I ain't do shit to you." He said grabbing my arm giving it a light squeeze making me jump.

"I don't want to talk about it." I said pushing his arm off of me. He took a deep breath looking into the sky.

"You can tell me anything. I won't tell, I promise. Remember when you were younger.. You used to tell me everything. You still can...I was up when he came to pick you up two days ago, and I was up when you got in the house early. I ain't snitch, you can trust me with anything I mean that." He said sincerely staring deep into me.

I didn't want to involve him in my boy issues, but I knew I could trust him.

"You saw us?"

He nodded his head slowly, and I shook mines. "Dad, I did some things I am not proud of with him, and... He's hurting me. He's making me regret it, and I feel so stupid." I cried.

He came over, and hugged me, as I cried in his chest. I let it all out. I was tired of trying to be strong all the time, and it felt good to have someone comfort me.

"It's okay..What happened?"

"I don't know..I didn't do anything to him, but h-he's not answering my calls or text. Ever since we left the beach house he took me to."

"Okay maybe he broke his phone or something."

"He didn't break his phone...He can still get on social media and other stuff, and I just feel so stupid. I'm confused because I didn't do anything." I cried.

"He promised me he would be here for his last goodbyes."

"Okay, what's his number?"

"What?"

"I'll call him." He said pulling his phone out.

I quickly gave him his number I remembered and he dialed it as it rang and it was on speaker.

"Hello?" He answered, and it was making me mad hearing his voice.

"Aye, don't you got somewhere you supposed to be?" My dad asked.

"Who is this?"

"Stop playing."

"I'm sorry, I think you got the wrong number."

"Don't you gotta girl?"

"Why?"

"Babe who is that?" I heard a girl say on the phone. I shook my head angry.

"You right, I must got the wrong number." He said hanging up. "Bitch."

"Let's just go." I said hurt, and upset. I started to get in the other side of the car until my dad stopped me.

"You want me to kill him?"

"No. I'll be okay."

"Forget about him, he ain't shit besides you can meet a new boy at your new university. Everything will be okay." I nodded my head not wanting to hear any of that.

I nodded my head, and he gave me a weak smile closing the door slamming it.

I guess true love doesn't really exists.

Bryson.

I slowly tried to get out of Dominique's arms wrapped around me after I had sex with her. After I was free I put my pants on, and my T-shirt regretting what I just did.

I don't know why I just cheated on Heaven cause it wasn't even worth it. She came unto me, and I couldn't help it.

Once I got back from taking Heaven to that beach house reality hit me. I didn't want to see her leave, I didn't want to face the pain. She was my best friend, and the only person who understood me.

I wasn't used to feeling abandonment so I did the worst thing, and ignored her. She probably thought I was the worst person in the world, and I wouldn't blame her because that was how I was feeling. I didn't want to face the fact she would probably forget all about me, ad find someone more New, and sophisticated than my rich average self.

I had to explain, because I couldn't stop thinking about her. I couldn't stop thinking about all the good times we shared, and how they would be taken from me.

I got in my car, and sped over to her house. Once I got there the truck usually parked in the front yard was gone.

I knocked on the front door, and there was no answer. Knocking soon turned into banging.

"Heaven!" I banged.

Once I realized nobody was home, I kicked and fought the air. Today was the day she left.... I forgot.

I sat down on the front step burying my face in my hands. What did I do?

-Miyah