17 (Third Update)

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Phylicity

"Can you not?" I glared at Genesis who was laying in the hospital bed with Bryson.

She didn't even bring Mya.

"I was close to him too. You don't control me, little girl"

"Okay" I sat my bag down in the chair.

"Okay" She mocked.

"You're a fully grown woman, imitating a child. How do you sound?"

"I'll be back when you're gone" Genesis left the room.

I got a few wet wipes, and disinfected the area.

"Hi" I leaned forward, and kissed him.

I felt his lip twitch.

I grabbed hold of his arm, and threw it across my body before hugging him. "It's not the same"

I waited a few moments before speaking again.

"I miss you, baby. You always find a way to leave me"

He smelled sterile with a hint of his actual smell.

It made my heart pound.

I reached up, and played with his chin hairs.

"You forgive me, yeah?" I imagined him saying.

I got up, and kissed him again. His lip definitely did twitch.

"You're my favorite vegetable" I rubbed on his mustache, and yawned.

"We've never gone on a date, you know? I want to take you out somewhere"

I gave up on talking, and listened to the machines that kept him stable.

"I feel like I'm falling too hard for you sometimes, but then I look at your face, and the way you look at me, and I'm like yup. It's a done deal"

I made sure that I couldn't potentially hurt him in any way, before burying my face into his chest, and falling asleep.

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"Phylicity phat booty" Xander sat down infront of me.

He sniffed the air. "You smell like a man"

Okay, so I overdid it with Bryson's cologne.

"And you look disrespectful. I'm happy with my relationship"

"And when you not, you finna let me know?"

"Negative. You'll be the last to know"

"You miss having a nigga grab all up on your ass?"

He reached out to touch me, and I smacked the soul out of him.

I did smack hard, but Bryson acted as if my hits were nothing.

Unless displaying the pain sexually was his thing.

"Correction, I miss having my nigga grabbing on my ass. That has nothing to do with you"

"It does if I'm the reason yo nigga got popped"

I ain't never looked at someone so seriously.

"I'm kidding, damn. Don't nobody fuckin' take orders from me"

I stood up, and dumped my lunch on him.

"That shit supposed to be funny, huh?" I scowled.

"Triflin' ass bitch" He jumped out of his seat, and leaned forward.

"Good, so don't bother me"

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