(recap)
-our convo-
me: heyy Niggga wasssuh
deajah: girl I gotta tell you something
me: ight, wassup
(end of recap)
deajah: it's about Quan
me: WHAT? IS HE OKAY?! DID HE GET SHOT?! I TOLD HIS ASS TO ST—
Deajah: damn nigga calm down he fine but you might not be after I tell you this
me: tell me.
Deajah: I think he cheating on you
me:....you playing right?...why you think that?
Deajah: he was inboxing my cousin on facebook acting hella friendly
me:...uma call you back
(end of convo )
how tf could he do this? we just started going out. I threw my phone and try'd to swallow how I fell but I couldn't , warm tears started rolling down my cheek I can't believe this shit.
Quan POV
i guess i fell asleep on the couch thinking bout my baby cause when i woke up i just hhhhhad to call ha ass.I called ha ass bout 5 times but she aint anwsering ha phone uma have to hit up one of my side hoes. I got on facebook , damn 20 bitches in my inbox hoes love my asss I inboxed 4 of them Cause the rest of the bitches conversations always be dry-.- I went to Taylor page just to keep the image of her fine ass in my head.. (damn can't believe she all mine)then fell asleep. when I woke up it was dark, my mom's wasn't home and I was hungry asf. I wish my baby could come cook me something to eat. I tried to call Taylor one last time
"hello" Taylor said sniffing sounded like she was crying or some shit.
me: "you alright bae"
Taylor: quan why tf am I hearing that you inboxing other hoes
me:...what?! who told you that buullshit!
Taylor: it doesn't matter is it True
me: nahh it ain't true
Taylor: bruh you ain't gotta lie
me: fr? bruhh you really gone beileve What them lil hoes tell you commmmonn na I ain't talking to Nobody but you
Taylor: Alright quan
I was a long ass pause, I thought she hung up on my ass.
me: bae
Taylor: yea
me: you mad at Me
Taylor: yes
me: but babbbbby I luhhhh yoouuu ( in a singing voice )
Taylor: (laughs loud asf) stoooop I'm trynna be mad at you
me: bae you know you can't stay mad at me
taylor: I know and I hate that
we stayed up all night intill we both feel asleep on the phone.. damn I needa control my hoes before this shit happens again
Taylor POV
I probably look dumb asf for letting that shit slide but I mean I trust him so I hope he telling the truth
I grabbed my towel and dried my body then through on my gray Hollister sweat pants, my all black hollister shirt, my black Nike socks, and my Nike slides. my mom was spending the weekend at her boyfriends house so today I was just gone chill and take a break from all that crying shit. I turned off my phone, because that's the only thing that could turn this cool ass day to a fucked up ass day .
after 6 hours of Netflix I decided to turn my phone back on.
7 unread messages
four was from quan saying:
Baee: goodmorning
Baee: bae?
Baee: you mad at me again?
Baee: I'm sorry baby
lol this Nigga apologizing for No reason, got his ass in check
two of them was from my mom saying:
Mommie: Taylor I'm gonna be staying over longer, you gone be okay at home by yourself?
Mommie: taylor?
she always does this shit when she goes to her boyfriends house, I think it's cause he beats her and she doesnt want me to see the scars. I texted her back "Yea" and then went back to the other messages.
the last message was from a person I didn't have saved in my contacts saying "Hey" in my head I'm thinking tf , Nigga do I know you.
________________
who's the unknown person?
YOU ARE READING
The side effects of you
RandomTaylor is a 16 year old girl that goes to palm city high-school with her ex boyfriend Quan who seems to have found a new lover to replace her. will they get back together or nahhh.
