Broken (ZonniquexBahja) *Editing*

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Not feeling this😕gonna be writing all night since there's no school tomorrow.

Bahja~

"You two okay? We're 30 minutes into a session and y'all look bored. Usually you two are cracking jokes, and being all up under each other." My mom stated, referring to Zonnique and I.

"We good." I answered plainly.

Zonnique glanced over at me and huffed, slightly rolling her eyes. I don't care about her having an attitude. I literally did nothing to her. We had a pretty nice date, everything was going great... I dropped her off at home around 1am... I went home, we texted for awhile, and then that was it.

It's been 3 days since that date and Zonnique hasn't said a single word to me. I can't even get a text back. I kinda see where her heart is at, it's not with me obviously. She made it clear she didn't want me, but I continued to shoot my shot.

Maybe I should go back to my old ways... I mean, I tried to change for her... Moreover for me, my fans, friends, and family. But mainly for her, because I care so much about her, but she doesn't feel the same for me. I'm not gonna sit around and beg anyone, nor am I gonna chase them. So I don't care, she can stay mad.

"Can you hand me a pen?" She asked barely above a whisper.

That's the first thing she's said to me in 3 days. I got a pen out of the cup and was about to hand it to her, but I snatched it back. She looked at me confusingly.

"We need to talk."

She sighed and nodded. I stood up and went out into the hall, with her behind me. I walked further down so no one could hear us. Once I stopped, I stood in front of her and she looked at her hands.

"What's your problem? Why haven't you been talking to me? I could've sworn we had a really good time at the rink. What did I do wrong? I'm really fucking into you Zo, and you just cut me--"

"I'm pregnant."

I got even more angry because I knew she was lying. "Don't lie to me. You can't be pregnant, you're gay. When did you even find time to have sex?"

She didn't even look at me. Her eyes stayed on her hands and I waited for a real answer.

"Well?"

"I'm just not in the mood to talk to anyone."

"You're never in the mood to talk to anyone. Can you just talk to me? What's really up?"

She looked up at me, ready to say something, but she hesitated. She sighed and ran a hand through her hair. "I just don't like that I'm starting to fall for you."

That caught me off guard. It hurt in a way, but I didn't show it, "why not?"

"Because you're not for me Bahja. You're not who I want or what I want. I don't want a relationship, especially not with you. Before that date I didn't know what to say about how
I felt, then after the date my feelings blossomed. I realized that I do like you, but I don't want to... It's like... I don't know." She sighed again.

I felt like someone had took a ton of bricks and slammed them against my heart. I could literally feel it breaking. "If that's how you feel then okay."

I walked straight past her and went back into the room. She came in a few seconds later and I got into the booth. I wrote a song for her, my song book was left open on that page. I looked up at her and then back down at my book. I ripped the two pages out and balled them up, throwing them in the trash.

"Lets record." I stated, irritatedly.

I flipped through my book and closed it, deciding to finish my cover of Fake Love. "Okay lets pick up from Fake Love."