DM's - LIL XAN

Fifty Five

I woke up to Diego's phone going off fucking again. It's Red's bitch ass. So I decided to take the situation into my own hands, and I'm thinking about picking up the phone.

I grabbed his phone and took off to Layla's room, seeing her still in bed on her laptop. I sit down beside her and show her the screen, and she takes it out of my hand.

I feel bad because I'm definitely gonna get called crazy for this but honestly if some dude was calling me while I was asleep Diego would pick up the phone and cuss him out and probably threaten his life. How my boyfriend allowed to act crazy but I can't?

Layla acts like she's gonna slide it over and I tell her she can, and my heart starts beating so fucking fast. She puts the phone down and puts it on speaker.

"Diego?" She asks, and Layla looks at me. I nod at her and I know she's about to go the fuck off.

"Um yes it's Layla and I'm just answering on behalf of Stas and Diego and I'm telling you to fuck off." She says, and my jaw drops. I start feeling bad but I really don't give a fuck anymore.

"Um, excuse me?" She asks, and Layla starts getting mad as fuck. She gets all riled up, and looks over at me.

"You heard me. I'm serious. Stop calling his phone. I don't give a fuck if he unblocked your ass, him and Stas were probably in an argument and he was just tryna get at her. Anastasia and Diego are together, baby. The open relationship is done. Even then you couldn't hit him up so you definitely can't hit him up now." She says, and Red goes silent on the other end.

She laughs, and I hear moving around. "Then tell the motherfucker to stop hitting my line like he wants something with me. Check the messages, it just happened before he went to your house I guess."

"Okay. Ima check them, and if these messages ain't there Ima beat your ass." Layla says, and I widen my eyes, putting my hand over her mouth.

"How you know he ain't deleted them?" She asks, and I roll my eyes.

"If they're in here then fine. It ain't your fault it's his. But if they ain't in here, and you can't send me any proof I am going to whoop your ass forreal. So tell me right fucking now if you hit him up first or if he hit you up first because I don't see no fucking messages in here." I say, smacking my tongue.

I see the hallway light turn on and my heart fucking drops. A couple seconds later there's a knock on the door, and my heart goes to my ass.

"Baby you coming to bed?" He asks, and I smile. I fucking love him.

"Yeah baby I'll be there in a minute, I'm just talking to Layla." I say, biting on my lip. I'm nervous as fuck that he gonna come in here.

"Okay baby, I love you!" He yells and I start giggling. "I love you too baby. Sleep good." I say, and I hold my breath until he starts walking back to my room.

"Oh fuck." I say, my breath stuck in my throat. Layla points to the phone and Red hung up.

"Bitch there ain't no messages in here and I asked her to send me them and bitch she left me on read. There ain't no messages." Layla says, squinting her eyes at me.

"I fucking love Diego so much, and ight. Tell her it's on when I see her." I say, and Layla shows me what she's gonna type before she sends it.

"Make sure it delivers and then block her ass when she replies forreal. Ima tell him, I don't even care." I say, shrugging my shoulders.

"She left me on read." She rolls her eyes, and I start laughing. I take the phone and push the block button, before giving Layla a hug and walking out of her room.

The time is 3:32 and I'm ready to go to fucking bed.

When I get into the room Diego is laying on his side, I'm not sure if he's sleeping or what but I'm gonna say something slick before I go to bed.

"Tell Red to stop hitting your line before she gets her ass handed to her. I blocked her and Diego you need to atleast try to keep it that fucking way." I say, getting into the bed. I hear him sigh and I turn my lamp off, pushing myself all the way away from him.

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I hear Diego moving around and I check my phone, 10:10 popping up. I roll my eyes and cover my head back up with the covers.

"Stas." Diego says, shaking me. I groan and take the covers off my head, turning to look at him.

"Yes?" I ask, smiling at him. He rolls his eyes and shows me his call log.

"Yeah I answered. The fuck am I supposed to do when she called you nonstop? And don't you dare call me crazy because if a dude was hitting my phone up like that, I fucking know you would answer and probably tell them you gonna kill them or something. All I said was that if she doesn't fuck off Ima have no choice but to hand her ass to her Diego." I say, crossing my arms over my chest, squinting my eyes at him.

"Baby, it is okay." He says, and I was kinda shocked to be honest. I was ready for him to start a full on argument with me.

"Diego I'm serious though if she hits you up again then I'm gonna have to do something to make her stop because she doesn't take hints." I say, and he sighs.

"Baby I know." He says, and I roll my eyes.

"No Diego I don't think you do. That's like some dude telling you over and over again that I'm hitting him up just with the intention to ruin our relationship. Worst part is you still be feeding into them bitches and you make me look dumb. They all look at me like I'm an idiot because I stay with you because you let it happen." I say, he opens his mouth a couple of times trying to find what to say but he closes his mouth.

"It's me and you Diego and I know that but these girls out here don't know that because they don't believe it. And you know why?"

"Because Diego you out here making me look stupid!" I yell, and he facepalms himself.

"Baby you saw in the fucking messages that I turned her ass down. YOU SAW THE MESSAGES. It's done, she's over with, she's out of my life. If she hits me up again I will let you handle her Stas. I fucking got it. I know what I'm doing." Diego says, and I bite my lip. I'm debating on letting the argument go, and I think that's what I'm gonna do.

"Okay." I say, and he smiles at me. "Baby forreal. I got it." He says, and I slowly nod my head.

"Okay cool." I say, and he smiles down at his phone as it starts ringing. "It's my mom." He yells, sliding over to accept.

"Yeah we'll be there momma." He says, and I widen my eyes.

"Yes, she's just as excited as you are." He says, winking at me. I know they're talking about how we're going to see her.

"I'll tell her, bye I love you ma." He says before hanging up the phone and looking up at me.

"You gotta get ready because we're going to see my momma today." He walks over to the bed and pulls me off, giving me a kiss before I walk over to my dresser and pick my clothes out.