I left the club with my cousin. I was in the car crying my eyes out. "You really need to stop crying."
"I almost had him. I almost had him! And she-sh-she." I cried hysterically again.
"You going to Aunt Candace house because she fucked you up slightly. To be real, once you found out about him messing with her, hell once you found out about her spending a week with him, you should have cut him off."
"We been messing with each other since we was 19. We were in a whole relationship."
"Did you forget what you did you him."
"Y'all can't keep bringing that up every time I try to say sorry!"
"Ashley. Didn't at one point y'all did stop messing with each other?"
"Yes, we did we stopped talking in February around Valentine's Day. I don't know how or when he met Alicia but she was here in May for a whole week with him, then next thing you know the bitch is here! She ruined my life. Quantavious was mines!" The tears continued to fall down. I pulled my phone out as I called him.
"What?" He answered the phone with a irritating tone. idgaf if he don't want to hear my voice.
"Why haven't you called me?"
"Because I don't want to talk to you."
I heard my cousin scoff at his comment he was on speaker phone.
"don't be disrespectful."
"I'm not being disrespectful. You're a drug, that's not good for me."
"Quantavious, what you saying?"
"Bruh forreal, I can't let you keep doing this man."
"Bruh? Quavo speak your mind boo because at this point you can have it. Nobody gives a fuck about me when it comes to my feelings! I was pregnant with your child! And you act like I'm a scum."
"No I treat you how you treat me. I was 19 didn't have shit and I was fucking with you! You got pregnant with my seed and I told you. I GOT YOU. You over there listening to your cousins, while you know I was in the studio working had no time for no hoes because all I was trying to do was make it, right? I'm fucking with you and I have a responsibility on the way. You got pregnant and the. You so hurtful and heartless, you got a fucking abortion Ashley, on my birthday. I can't stress this enough to you. You had me tonight because I was fucked up, my glimpse of reality has hit me. You are NOT my fucking girlfriend anymore. Stop coming around me Bruh! Yes Alicia and I are together. Deal with this shit. Like forreal Ashley stop playing with me. What happened went too far. We done. Don't call my phone no more."
The phone hung up.
"You see" I said tears fell down my face we were parked in the driveway of my aunts house where I slowly cried with my head cradled in my chest. 💔.
Quantavious • Dimples
Twenty minuets later I was watching Alicia walk to the truck. We had just pulled up. I had just got off the phone with Ashley. I was sitting in the back rolling a blunt, two were already rolled. She got in the car as i scooted over. She got in the car slammed the door, grabbed a blunt and inhaled everything.
"Quantavious. Were you gonna fuck her." She finally spoke after the third puff.
"no" she turned around quickly holding the blunt in her right hand while her phone was in her left hand. He thumb was going a mile a minuet. She was texting meech telling her to meet her at the house.
"Fuck you Quan.!" She got out the car as she made sure she grabbed the lighter and the blunt. She spoke to chris and I opened the door and hopped out.
"Chris, can you take me home?"
"Fuck no! Alicia get the fuck in the car."
"Shut the fuck up. Can you take me home Christopher yes or no?"
"Let's go." He spoke as I grabbed Alicia's hand. She was too lit and she was irritating the fuck out of me as I was doing the same to her. I don't care though.
"Do not get in the car Alicia you got me fucked up Alicia and I'll shoot his shit up. Don't pay with me."
"I'm not going no where with you." She snatched her arm away from me. As she whistled and the taxi stopped for her that was coming down the street.
She hoped in and left. I got in the car and left to her house. She had me fucked up.
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