I am Tupac.

Back together again? Nope..

Lesane P.O.V

I walked in Jada's room and shut the door. She was on the phone. Ir was on speaker. When I looked closely I saw she was crying. Was it over me? I doubt it, Jada can go independent.

She gave me one look and went off.

"Lesane, what the fuck did I tell you?! Get the hell out of my room and leave..Now! I fucking hate your bum, stupid ass. That's probably why you're failing now, you don't care!! Mr.Brookes was right.." She screamed.

Now damn, that broke my heart more. That shit she said was foul and wrong as fuck! But I didn't say anything. I could feel all those tears coming out of my eyes. Even my nose was running. Shit...

I admit, I wanted to beat the shit out of her right then and there. But Im not that type of guy. Hold up? Mr.Brookes? *sighs*

"Jada. Look, I know I was wrong saying all that. And I apologize. Im sorry alright? After you broke up with me I was sitting down there bawling my eyes out and yelling to God like a little bitch. And I think as A man, that was enough shame. But you broke my heart. And it hurt, bad. But, thats life. And I do regret all the shit I said to you. But it was true. Im not taking none of that shit back. So get over it. And I suggest you put the phone on mute because your little friend. Just heard all of this.." I said.

And I know she saw the tears, because she stared at me like she didn't even know A nigga. Oh yeah..

"Jada?" I asked.

She sighed. "What Lesane?" She said.

"Can I sleep in here for the night? I already hung up my coat and got comfortable." I asked.

Please say yes, please say yes.

"Yes Lesane." She said calmly.

"Thankyou. Are you um, crying over me?" I asked.

"Lesane! Just shut the fuck up and get in bed. And shut off the light." She yelled.

"My bad chick! Damn, don't get your thongs in A bunch!!" I shouted back.

"Fuck you" She said.

"You broke my heart already Jada. And I can't put the piexes back together. Im slowly dying here. So just leave me alone and shut the fuck up Jada! I don't even want to sleep in the same fucking room with you dammit!!"

I was now cying.. again.

I got my shit and went to the room next door from hers. Dammit why does she keep messing with me? We already broke up. She's done every possible thing to break me. This shit hurts.

I put my jacket in the closet once again and plugged my phone up next to the bed. Then I shut off the light and played on my phone.

I still could hear Jada on her phone. Laughing and playing.

Thats sad.. Real niggas cry too though. The night isn't over though. Stay tuned..