Sorry for disappearing, a bitch had to get caught up with school & shit. But summers here, in like 2 more school days so updates will be frequently posted 🤪!
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"Why I didn't see you at the party?" Isaiah said, rubbing his fingers around the edges of my hair.
I moved his hand, adjusting myself on the reclining sofa that we were sitting on. "Because i wanted to stay with my dad. He was having his moment, and i wanted to stay with him."
"Bro, he always doing that shit." He said, cutting his eyes. He sat up, making me move as he grabbed the remote that sat on the coffee table.
I furrowed my eyebrows together, not liking the attitude he had when he said it. For all I care, he could leave. My dad would always come first.
"Um, excuse me?" I stared at him, waiting for him to repeat it.
He let out a frustrated sigh. "Bro don't even take that to heart." He looked me in the eyes. "He just always babying you, you almost grown as hell. He still treating you like you two."
"Isaiah, just because your dad doesn't love you doesn't mean you can catch an attitude at mine for caring." I rolled my eyes, not even caring at the cheap shot I made.
He mushed my head, smacking his teeth. "You so disrespectful bro, I hate your dumb ass."
"I hate you too then, Isaiah!" I yelled, punching him in his chest.
He pushed me back, standing up from the couch. "I'm about to slide, I'll see you Monday."
He got up, grabbing his backpack that he always kept with him. He snatched his phone off my charger, and started walking to the door.
"So you gone leave?" I asked, walking behind him. "You acting like you don't say slick stuff about my dad all the time!" I grabbed him by the back of his shirt, making him snatch away.
I gasped as one of my nails popped off. "Look what you did!" I cried.
He turned around and shrugged. "Nobody told you to grab me, that's you."
I stared at him as he stared back at me. "So you're gonna leave?" I asked again, on the verge of tears.
He turned around, walking closer to the door. "Yeah." He turned the knob, while looking back. "See you Monday, like I said."
"Bet." I folded my lips, trying to hold back my tears. "Have a nice day."
"You too." He walked out the door, slamming it.
I wiped my eyes as I walked back into the living room. I plopped down on the couch, snatching my phone.
I pressed my thumb print in, noticing a different home screen. I rolled my eyes, knowing that our phones got switched up. I clicked the call log, so I could call my phone and tell him to bring it back.
I jerked my head back, scrunching up my face when I saw his recent calls. Majority of them were from Chloe, some were even from last night. My stomach dropped as a nauseous feeling came over me. I sighed, preparing myself for whatever I found in his text messages.
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Quatre Nuef
RomanceA story of how I fell in love with two niggas, and overcame a lot of shit 🤷🏻♀️.