IMESSAGES | NATE MALOLEY {COMPLETE}

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"i'm sorry, jen!" jay groans, following behind me as i whip my arm back to stick a middle finger in the air.

"good-fucking-bye, jay," i roll my eyes, "you're hella sloppy."

to know that jay went to a strip club and had some girls dance all over him wasn't a treat to know. and to hear from his mother.

"nothing sexual happened!" jay places a hand on my shoulder as i slap it away, making him confused as i turn around.

"sorry but hm? a strip club? they just took off their weaves?" i cock an eyebrow, crossing my arms as people from the courtyard started to gather around us.

"it's not like they saw my dick," jay argues, making me chuckle.

seeing nate maloley in the corner of my eye, i decided to be meaner than i was going to be, showing him that he stop messaging me and "liking" me.

"you're such a fucking disgusting ass looking pig. i should've never dated your annoying ass! how about you go back to that strip club and use my money to tip them because i'll need to pay them to thank them for giving you a fucking STD, you ignorant hoe."

i eye nate for more than a second, smirking before walking off, cutting myself through the maze of people.

suck it, nate.