Bestfriends (india westbrooks story)

Im not ya fuxkin bestfriend

India:-sighs n gets her clothes tht she has over there-

Jacob:-still sleep-

India:-hurts up in puts it in a plastic bag-

Jacob woke up

India:-whispers-shit

Jacob:if u don't want to be in this relationship why didn't u just tell me instead of tryin to sneak out

India:jacob don't u get it I'm scared of u

Jacob:why r u scared of me???

India:jacob look at you

Jacob:yea i kno I'm sexy-smirks-but what about me

India:-smh-u r crazy

Jacob:I'm not crazy

India:Baby do u want me to stay n I wasn't running away I was just trying to figure out y u r punching holes in the wall yelling n all tht other shit

Jacob:yea I do want u to stay n if u wasn't leavin then y r ya clothes in a bag

/India:umm about tht I was taking it back home-drips the bag-

Jacob:India I really hope your not lyin to me

India:at first I was doubting this relationship but look on the bright side I'm still here

Jacob;then y didn't u tell me

India:I DNT know

Jacob:whatever