rebellious; a•a

fifty six

i sat around my room for a while then i went downstairs and sat on the couch with my head in my hands.

"what's the matter baby?" alex asked.

"nothing" i sighed.

"are you sure?" he asked.

"yup"

"i don't believe you" he raised an eyebrow.

"why?"

"i know you"

"i know me too"

"c'mon baby tell me"

"fine, i just don't know what to anymore"

"what do you mean?"

"like with my life, i got pretty much everything i want"

"what's the part you don't have?"

"mom and a dad who support me, my dads in jail and my mom forgot all about me"

"you don't need them"

"i know, i do just fine without them but it would be nice to have parents"

"it's okay baby, you got me" he said, i looked at him and he seen the tears in my eyes and hugged me. his phone rang and he looked at it then answered it. i ignored the conversation and watched tv.

"i gotta go i'll be back in a couple hours" he said coming up to me.

"okay" he pushed me onto the couch and laid on top of me.

"don't have an attitude because i'm leaving" he said.

"why not?"

"because it'll make me feel bad" he sighed.

"i'm not having an attitude about it"

"yes you are"

"no i'm not"

"yes you are"

"if you want me to have an attitude, fine i'll have one" i pushed him off of me then stomped upstairs and slammed my door.

"i love you" he yelled.

"okay" i sat down on my bed and was soon tackled onto it.

"say it back" he pinned my arms above my head.

"it back"

"c'mon baby don't be that way"

"you assumed i'm mad about you leaving, then you made me mad by aging it on" he glared at me then got up slammed my door and stomped down the steps. i opened my door and he was laying on the couch, i started laughing, i grabbed my phone and started playing marvin's room by drake, i went on snapchat and started recording. i started laughing after recording for a while, alex looked at me and flipped me off.