Baby I've been sufferin', does that mean nothin'?
That's gotta mean somethin'
Baby I would go insane for your love
Fuck what your friends say, 'cause that gotta mean somethin'
-"I hope he ain't still textin' you" Y/n looked down at her phone that continued to flash.
"He's texting but I'm not replying" Y/n put her phone on the couch, face down.
"I don't see why you still fuck with him. He ain't worth your time, I still got the number of that sexy ass nigga Lucas. He still available, better cuff him before I do"
Trinity looked down at her long sharp nails before pointing at Y/n, "You're still hung up on him"
Y/n was quick to shake her head paying that thought out of the way.
After all of Nate's lying and deceiving ways, she was ready to be done with him.
"Hell no. I mad either clear that I didn't want him anymore" Trinity for up form her seat and walked over to the door, Y/n following behind her.
"If y'all don't fuck with each other then why is he here?" She opened the door and there Nate was.
"I'll let you deal with this yourself, you need to stop making stupid decisions." Y/n crossed her arm and leaned on the door way as she focused on the boy.
"Nate, what are you doing here?" He shrugged and asked if he could come in.
"I've been missing you" y/n paused and gave him a look.
"After all the bullshit you put me through, you miss me? You real funny."
"Baby I've been suffering without you, does that mean nothing to you?"
Y/N shook her head. She had to stay strong, don't give in.
"I'm going insane without you. I need your love. I don't give a fuck about what your friends say, it's not about them. It's about us" Y/N looked down at her shoes and rolled her eyes.
"If you fuck this up, im fucking you up. Now get out I need to think" Nate went in for a quick kiss before leaving.
Was in the tiller mood.
Just love when people ignore my texts for days
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