Pretty Memories : ( Tyga Story )

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Faith Pov

What I said to Michael a while back was really fucked up and I know if I'm hurting from saying it then I know he hates me for saying it . It's been a few months and I've never apologize to him for it, the longer I go without saying something to him the longer it burns me up inside . I want to see him so badly but I know he never would want to see me, I don't blame him either .

I thought about what he said to me about how when things get good for me I back out and go back to the negative things, it was true but I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of being right . Going from the good to the bad shit is all I know how to do, it's what I'm comfortable with, it easy for me to deal with .

I had a good ass thing going for me, and I fucked it up with my stupid ass fear of being happy . I can't blame nobody but myself, it's like I thrive for shit like this . Sick of this love game .

Depression is my real drug, Michael is my only antidote .

"Faith, Bria and I are going out to the Mall you coming ?" my Aunt asked

"No you guys go, I don't feel like moving ." I said pulling the blanket over the bed

"Baby you been acting like this all month, come outside get some fresh air ."

"I'm okay, just go head I'll you see two when you get back ."

"At least get some light baby, open a window something ." she pulling opening up my curtains

The shining rays from the sun beamed down on my body, she walked out the room and I heard the car engine pulling away as they left the driveway . The sun was beaming on my face and it was annoying the hell out of me, but it made me get out the bed . I took a shower but just stood there as the water beat down upon my body, I could tell you I was crying but the shower water made it impossible to see .

Changed into a sweatshirt and shorts, grabbed my phone hoping to see a text or a missed call from him but nothing . A little after that day I told him off I tried calling him to apologize but I remember he changed his number, only way I would be able to apologize to him is if it's face to face .

I want to talk to him so badly, but for once in my life my brain is working in the common sense department telling me it wouldn't be a bad idea . But my heart is saying the complete opposite, people break up to make up, that's all it knows .

The heart wants what the heart wants .

Pacing back in forth in the living room thinking if I really wanted to do this as the beautiful weather outside turned into grey dark clouds . When I finally muscled enough courage to go it was pouring down rain but I didn't care . No umbrella, no jacket, and no car . I didn't give a shit I'd give anything to get to him .

This was no short walk either, Michael lives across town . It's at least a 30 minute drive but on foot it's an hour maybe a little more . The rain made it impossible to see, the sky started to get darker by the minute, my vision was blurry due to the rain pelting my face . I was cold and mostly likely sure as hell I was going to get a cold after this . I was practically running there, I couldn't feel the pain in my legs, the shortness of breath didn't matter to me, just as long as I was getting closer .

Finally I made it, I stared at the door for a good 3 minutes scared to knock . I didn't know what his reaction was going to be seeing me . But I would never know just looking at the damn door .

Knock Knock

"The fuck you want ." he said swinging the door open

I was startled "Michael I need to talk to you ."

The rain was roaring loud causing me have to shout . When I got this apartment I was soakin' wet, drenched from head to toe but he didn't give a shit .

"Sound like a personal problem, get the fuck off my door step ." he said slamming the door shut

Turned off the lights and even the porch light, having me stand outside in the rain, cold and alone with a jaw dropping facial expression . "Michael . . Michael . . Michael please open the door !" I banged repeatedly

I feared this, he doesn't love me anymore .

Michael Pov

Cold as fuck to her and I don't give a fuck . Man fuck her I don't have time for that bullshit, I don't care what she has to say, I don't care how sorry she is, I don't care about a damn thing anymore . I buy a bottle of alcohol almost every week and it's always gone before the week is up, I like being white boy wasted but at the end of the night it gets crazy . When I dream it's no longer about Keisha anymore, the memory of her has finally died along with her, I'm afraid to close my eyes sometimes because immediately an image of Faith pops up .

I want to erase her from my thoughts but everything takes times, some nights I wish she could be sitting right with me on the couch, I would lay my head on her lap and she would say to me "Michael, come on you really going to drop your big head on my lap like that ? Felt like a damn boulder just landed on me ." I laugh thinking back on it . Afterwards she would tell me she was just playing and kiss me on the forehead and we would continue to watch t.v .

It's always the little things we miss the most .

Faith Pov

I have a new scar on my chest, if I showed you, you wouldn't be able to see it . It's only because it's deep, deep, deep down inside my heart . I'm hurting and he doesn't even care . . . It took me a while to get home after he told me off, I was in no rush to go back to being alone .

I pulled off my drenched clothes and put on something warm, it was only 11:00 p.m but I was ready to call it a night . I locked myself in my room and turned off the lights, I didn't want to be disturbed by anyone .

The rain was beating hard on my windowpane, I had my iHome set on my soft music playlist as I laid in bed with the covers pulled up to my shoulders and let the tears pour out . The words of Jhene Aiko ranged true to my heart .

It's the wanting you, never getting you
Keeps me wanting you, missing you
Just to picture you is what gets me through
Fit for you, I was meant for you
What I was sent to do, meant to do
Wasn't meant for you
Hope I said that shit right

Cos' if I never have you
Then I could never lose you
Do you know what might happen,
If I decide to choose you

Then the world may just stop spinning
It may just well be the ending
Talking all about existence
Who knows
But I cannot see tomorrow
If you're not in my tomorrow
Uh oh

I'm tryna save the world
How can I when
You belong to me, I belong to them
Who do I give me to, who do I let win
You or the world
You or the world

Your light shines so bright it's like two stars colliding

We'll only survive if we fight it, don't fight it
Your light shines so bright it's like two stars colliding
We'll only survive if we fight it don't fight it
Yeah

Cos' if I really have to
You know I would choose you
Do you know what would happen,
If I ever lose you
Then my heart would just stop beating
And my mind would just stop thinking
And my strengths would turn to weakness
You know
That I cannot see tomorrow
If you're not in my tomorrow
Uh oh

I've gotta save the world
How can I when
You belong to me but I belong to them
Who do I give me to, who do I let win
You or the world
You are my world

I'm hurt .

He's hurt .

We're just two fools hurting for each other .