Liyah's P.O.V
"How you like the house bae?", Jason questioned.
"Its nice, kinda big but nice; I'm just glad we done moving everything."
"Mhm", He says while texting.
I sat down, "You want me to cook to you ordering out?"
He wasn't paying attention, he just kept texting as he smirked and laughed.
"Jason... Ja-son", I repeat.
"Huh", He says finally looking at me.
I sucked my teeth before getting up and walking upstairs.
"Liyah", He says as he followed behind me.
I turned around on the stairs. "Who is it this time", I ask.
He sighed, "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"
"You heard me Jason"
"Here you go back to this shit", He says before walking passed me and towards our room.
He continued, "We ain't been in this damn house a day and you accusing me of cheating."
"I didn't accuse you of shit yet, but since we on the topic; who is she", I say with my arms folded.
"Its not nobody", He says before sitting on the bed.
"You gone look in my face and say that?"
"Yeah", He replied.
"Lemme see your phone", I say with my hand out.
"No"
"Ight I'm leaving", I say as I walked towards the door.
"Okay, here damn", He says as he put his password in and handed me his phone.
I took it and started reading his messages before slapping the shit out of him.
"What the fuck was that for!?", He yells.
"You think you fuckin slick! I swear bruh", I say tightly holding his phone.
"Bruh I don't care how mad you are, you hit me like that again and imma slap yo ass back."
"Nigga you're not doing shit, you ain't shaking nothing; now explain to me why this bitch is back in your phone."
"You acting like I'm flirting with her", He says with a blank expression.
"It don't matter! You fucked her once upon a time and I told you not to fuck with her."
"I'm a grown ass man and I can't talk to people", He questioned.
"Nope, not if I say no", I say with a straight face.
"You trippin gimmie my phone", He says with his hand out.
I kept scrolling, "You talking about chillin with this hoe, got her liking all ya lil post on Instagram and shit."
"Give me my phone"
I threw it at his face. "Take that shit", I say before sitting down on our bed.
He quickly approached me before slapping me to the floor.
"I told to stupid ass I fuck with her! Yes I talk to her but don't be a bitch about it, just ask me to stop!"
"I already asked you to stop!", I scream as I cried.
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