Moving on

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Nicolas POV
I got out of the car and walked into the store. Madison, my girlfriend, was sitting in the car while I went to get something. I didn't feel right at all but it wasn't because I was sick It was because of Destiny. Our memories we had we're going through my head. I knew she was hurt and I was too but I had to move on.

I got back in the car and looked over to the side at Madison who was on her phone. I sighed and started the car. I pulled back up to the campus and walked to my dorm. The guys from my football team were in my room with Trelyn, my roommate. I laid on the bed and sighed.

"What's up with you man? Where's Madison?"

"Nothing and I don't know."

"Y'all had an argument or something?"

"Nah, I talked to my ex today."

"The one that was In a coma?"

"Yea she woke up today. And she was sad that I moved on."

"She'll be fine boy. She just gotta move on."

"I was her first love."

"She'll be fine and plus you got a baddie right now. I'm sure she's better than Destiny"

"Yea."

I didn't really think that was true Destiny was special. I just didn't know how. My phone rung so I answered it. It was from Madison.

"Hello.. why you tripping? Madison!"

This girl man she always tripping. We've been dating for a couple of months and everything i do she has a problem with. She always wanted to have sex too but I wasn't down yet. Little did she know I'm still a happy virgin and so is Destiny. I snapped out my thoughts and opened the door to see Madison standing there.

"Why you hang up in my face?"

"Because you tripping over nothing."

"Baby no because she always in your room."

"She's not in here for me. That's treyln's girl. Stop tripping."

"Nigga you is a mutherfucking lie. You know that hoe come here for you."

" Shut up and listen to yourself. That's treyln's girlfriend she comes in here for him not me. She hates me. Stop disrespecting me and calling me out my name damn."

She slapped me and left the dorm.

I rolled my eyes and didn't bother chasing after her. Maybe moving on wasn't a good idea.

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