Most days with you were good, although we did have our fights. I'm insecure and I'm sorry that sometimes it took over a little bit more than it should. I think you knew that I was a bit crazy, though. It's not my fault I'm so jealous.
"She doesn't even mean anything to me," you said
"I know," I knew, yet I still cried to you because I hated that you still talked to your ex.
"You don't want me to talk to her do you? I'm just talking shit to her." You explained yourself.
I was jealous as hell, but never once tried to argue it. I let you keep talking to her because I felt like a part of you was still holding onto her, even if you denied it. You denied any emotional connection with her, but I left it alone, because keeping peace between us meant more to me than proving a point.
I don't like fighting, but I would've fought for you any day. I still would if I could, I'd fight every girl who came near you, but I can't do that anymore. You did always love how protective I was, how jealous I got, how much I hated girls looking at you and whatnot. I understood why they would do that, though. I don't know if you ever understood how attractive you were, I think you knew you were hot, but I don't think you realized how hot you were.
I set our few groceries on the small table by the self-checkout machine. I started tapping and scanning as you walked around, distracting yourself with the displays. I glanced to my right and saw two girls standing in the aisle, just staring. I followed their gaze which landed on you.
"Hey, babe," I said, you responded quickly and walked over to me, wrapping your arm around my hip
"Yes, baby?" You asked, kissing my temple.
"Nothing, those girls were just staring at you and I had to show them who you belong to."
You smirked and slid a finger under my chin, pulling it up to face you.
"I'll give them something to look at," you said before attaching your lips to mine, a heated kiss, but not too long. Enough to shut the two giggling whores up.
xx_DatWriterChick xx
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Life After You {Short Story}
Novela JuvenilI laughed and smiled at you in the passenger seat, your eyes glued to the phone screen in front of you. You were zoned into the latest music video from your favorite artist, they we're good, but I only liked them because you did. You caught onto my...
