Ups and Downs: Can't Run From Pain

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KAYLA

Kyree has not left me alone, and he won't leave my house. "Kyree get out. I wanna take a nap." I say. He won't get out of my room. "Bruh you coming up in here waking me up for what?" He asks lifting his head. "I want to take a nap in my bed. Get out." I say. "Bruh YOU get the fuck out!" He says laying his head back down. He gets on my nerves. I slam the door walking out.

I'm boutta go to G house I haven't talked to him in a while, and we didn't get to conversate at Thanksgiving day. I pull up at his house seeing him outside smoking a blunt. "Hey hey." I say. "Wassup." G says nodding his head at me as he puts out his blunt. "Nothing. Yo brother working my everlasting nerves." I say making him chuckle. "You know that nigga love the fuck out of yo ass." He says.

"I know, but I just want my space. He doing too much." I say. "That's just PTSD talking." He says standing up. "Wait what? How you know I have PTSD?" I ask him. "Kyree told us." He says looking down at me. "Us? He told everybody?" I ask him. "Not everybody. Just me, and Chance. And Roscoe." He says. I break down crying. I don't know why.

"Yo you good?" G asks hugging me. "No." I say shaking my head as I hug him back. "Kayla you gone be good. You know we gotchu." He says. "No i'm not. I'm tired of shit happening to me." I cry. "Kayla we gone help you get through this." G says. "I'm tired of getting through stuff." I say. He lifts my head up by my chin. "Kayla you gone get through this shit. You too fucking strong for all this crying shit." He says.

"You don't have to be rude." I say rolling my eyes as he wipes my tears. "It's called tough love Kayla." He says wrapping his arms around me. We go inside his house. "You a lil crybaby Kayla." G says. "Shut up." I say. "Yo what you doing?" He asks me. "What you talm bout?" I ask him. "You just touched my dick." He says.

"I didn't mean to. Calm down." I say rolling my eyes at him as I plop down on his couch. "I am calm. You know I can't do that to my boi." G says sitting down beside me as he lights his blunt again. "Boy don't act like you don't be looking at my ass. Talm bout you can't do ya boy like that, whateva." I say to him. "If it's fat imma look at it." He says. "Oh so if you caught me looking at yo dick print I would outta line Huh?" I ask him.

"Yeah you only suppose to look at yo nigga dick. It's different when niggas look at anotha' girl ass, that's just in our nature." He says. "No. If you my mans you only suppose to look at my ass. If I ever catch Kyree looking at another girl ass. Imma spaz on him. Now that's just in my nature." I say making him raise a brow as he hits his blunt. "What? He be looking at other girls' ass?" I ask him. "You know that's my nigga. And ian no snitch." He says. "You one today. Who ass be looking at?" I ask him. "You know there some new girls at the trap..." He says making me nod my head. "Well I can do whatever I want. We separated, and he cheated on me anyways. Imma get his ass back." I say. "Don't do that to that mane. That shit childish." He says to me.

"You don't how it feels to be cheated on by someone you been in love with for years. He can't even give me an explanation on why he did that shit. He broke our family up, and he let me think it was my fault. That's not love, and that's not like Kyree either. Ion know what's gotten into him, cause one day he all up on me, and the next day we arguing over stupid shit." I say starting to cry.

"I thought we were meant for each other, but nothing good comes out of my life. I've had a crush on his man since middle school, and when I get him shit like this happens. We don't even get along when we aren't separated, and that shit is tiring. I'm tired of walking around mad at him for the stupid shit he starts." I say as G wraps his arms around me.

"Not every relationship you put hard work in fine work out." He says looking down at me. "I don't even know how to be a wife. Me and Kyree just not good for each other." I admit as G wipes my tears. I look up at him, as he stares at me. "What?" I ask him. "Ion know why these nights keep fucking over you. You the whole package, and they playing." He says making me blush as I look down.