Self Righteous (Bryson Tiller) *FAST UPDATES*

7 - Don't hurt yourself.

" You ain't trying hard enough, You ain't loving hard enough, You don't love me deep enough, We not reaching feats enough, But I leave your love, I fucks with you, 'Til I realize, I'm just too much for you, I'm just too much for you" -Beyonce

Bryson.

I was in my house watching cartoons as Travis, and Masika were making out in front of me. I found the shit disgusting, and I asked Travis to come over so we could talk, and she decided to tag along. I see my nigga handle his business quickly.

Melissa been sleep since this morning leaving me hungry, and bored.

"Baby take your hat off." Masika said as she sat on top of him kissing his face.

She pulled his hat off, and kissed his birth mark on his forehead.

"Stop." He chuckled.

"It's so sexy. It makes you unique."

"Y'all nasty." I threw in. I felt like I was third wheeling.

"Don't be mad cause you can't get none." Travis said.

"You can't get none either sucker." Masika said.

"You positive?" He gave her ass a squeeze, and she moved his hand.

"Nope. I'm still mad it took me hours to mop up that kitchen, and you were trying to be funny." She got off his lap, when they're baby started to cry.

She picked her up, and rocked her back, and forth in her arm's. "What's wrong munchkins?"

"Why she crying?" Travis asked.

"She's hungry. I'll be right back." She said going into the bathroom.

"See what I go through man? Sometimes I think she like to start stuff with me just because the make up sex is good. Then the cycle reapets. Ima stop giving her what she want cause the shit don't last."

I laughed, and shook my head at his antics. "That's crazy."

"Yeah dude. Let me go make sure everything good."

"Aight Bruh." I said as he got up heading to the back.

I kicked my feet up, putting my hands behind my head not knowing what to do with my life. I got up to go check on Melissa, and she was still in the bed covered up like she was hibernating. I slowly pulled the sheets back, and saw her beautiful sleeping face.

"Melissa.." I shook her lightly on her shoulder. I needed some attention.

She quickly pushed my hand off of her covering her face back up. "Stop. I'm sore." She complained.

"You need any thing?"

"No. Just let me sleep."

"You been sleeping all day, wake up."

"No."

"Please." I pulled the covers back, and I kissed her cheek multiple times, and her neck.

"Bryson leave me alone, just like...20 more minutes."

"I'm hungry."

"Make a PB&J."

"Seriously?" I smacked my teeth.

"Yes. I'm so serious."

"Dog....Bye." I covered her back up, and shut the door behind me.

She's been in the bed way to fucking long. It's starting to bug me out. I picked up my phone, and picked up the number she gave me, and dialed it. It ringed 2 times before she picked up.