Sixteen year old Izel (EYE-ZEL) has been going through the worst things ever since she was young. Her father passed away before she was born, and her mother went and remarried someone Izel hated very much. He goes into her room every night and eithe...
Izel I sat in my room for the rest of the day not wanting to talk to anyone. I knew eventually someone would mess it up though.
There was a knock at my door and I groaned.
"Can we talk?" I heard August's voice.
"No."
"Izel, stop being like dat." He shut my door then came and sat next to me.
"What do you want?"
"I just wanna talk about us"
"There is no us right now. I don't want to date a drug dealer August."
"Before you even knew what I was doing, me and you was doing just fine - Yea, I undastand the shit wrong but this whole time you was dating me, without even knowing, and I was making you happy - You're stuck on the fact that I handle dope, not how much I love and care for you and shit, dats real low Zel."
"I'm low? You lied to me about where you go at night!"
"Because I knew you was gon' act like dis!" He yelled back. "If I wouldn't have told you, you'd be wit me still wit no hesitation. I don't see why you all of a sudden change your mind - I'm not gon' change or some shit, and I only be gone for about two hours."
"I know August but - You can get killed out there. I don't want to sit up worrying if you and Travis are going to come back, or I don't want to wake up in the middle of the night telling mama Sheila that her youngest is in the hospital suffering from a gunshot wound - Once you stop your little drug business, then we can talk about us. Until then, leave."
I saw him shake his head and walk out my room.
I closed and locked the door and sat back in my spot, wiping my tears.
I felt like the bad person in this situation, but I'm doing what's good for myself. I won't even feel safe getting in the car with him anymore.
I went onto my social media accounts and saw some things that made me smile and some things that made me want to cry.
August had posted on Instagram and It was a picture of me.
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I sighed and kept on scrolling. Kai's picture popped up on my screen and I clicked accept.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Did y'all break up? Why does he have this heartbreak emoji on his post? Izel, do I have to beat his ass?"
"No no no - I mean, yea, we broke up, but no, no fighting him."
"Oh my god! Why? What happened?"
"He's a drug dealer Kai." I rolled my eyes.
"Okay..?"
"I don't date thugs!" I semi shouted.
"Are you serious Zel? He's making his money, what's wrong with that? And I thought you two were like - in love."
"I do love him, and I know he loves me too, but - No. I hate worrying about someone close to me dying."
"You're gonna worry even if y'all aren't dating. It sounds like to me you just don't want to date him because he moving dope."
"Moving dope?"
I heard a sigh of frustration come through the phone.
"Don't worry about what that means - Worry about getting back with August."
"We aren't getting back together unless he done selling weed. I don't need people telling me to get back with someone I don't want to be with right now, so please don't."
"Whatever. But if I were you, i'd check your twitter." She sang.
I clicked over to twitter and saw the recent one was a retweet from Marquez
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I frowned and blocked him.
"I really hate my life." I groaned.
"Want me to come over?"
"I appreciate it, but don't. I think i'm gonna go ahead and go to sleep."
"Okay - I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"Alright."
I clicked end and turned my phone off. - I made this chapter sort of short, so i'll make the next one pretty long.
