2 hours Later.
{ Malenda's Pov }
The front door shut indictating that Cole was home. Ty quickly jumped off the couch from comforting me to being all over Cole. I wiped my face with the sleeve of my shirt. Gosh, I was so ugly right now. Cole and Ty walked in the leaving room.
"Damn, what happened to you?" Cole asked.
"August. I told her to stop fucking with them light skin niggas." Ty said while rolling her eyes.
"Ty your the one who thought they'd be oh so perfect for each other soo .. it's kind of your fault." Cole implied. I nodded my head agreeing. Cole was right. However, if anything it was my fault for thinking he loved me and he cared. I felt so stupid. I got up off the couch going over to the speaker. I took my phone out my pocket and hooked it up to the speaker. I went to my playlist typing in K.Michelle and then clicked on my song. Can't Raise A Man.
"Can't Raise A Man"
Cant raise a man
Mmh mm
Ahh ah ah ahhh ah ahhh ah ah ahh
Listen,
He got older, but never grew,
For his life he can't tell the truth.
How to love he ain't got a clue,
Playing games like he'll never lose you.
Try to talk to him, can't get through,
Every day he's a different dude.
These are the signs of a grown ass boy,
Better run for the hills,
I'm just trying to keep it real.
You can't raise a man.
He's already grown, what you gonna do?
You wonder why he acts like a boy.
It's 'cause he wasn't raised right before you
Girl, you ain't never gonna change nobody,
If he don't wanna, you can't make nobody.
'Cause you can't raise a man, no, no.
Coming home any time at night,
Expecting you to let it ride
How many tears are you gonna cry?
Playing games like he'll never lose you
You know that the love is changed,
How many times he called you out your name?
These are the signs of a grown ass boy,
Halfway through the song Ty stopped it and un-plugged my phone and hooked hers up.
"Irreplaceable"
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