Fuckboy |Lil skies|

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I'm done. So fucking done. How the hell does he expect me to say "I love him", when he can't even be faithful? See, this is why I should've listened to B/f/n. Kimetrius and his fucking mind games.

I started packing my shit. This was the third time I have packed and I've never made it out the door. He would always seduce me, and I would always listen to him. He would change for a little bit, cheat, then we'd be back to square one.

I continued packing. Shoving anything that belonged to me in my bag. Now, when I mean 'belonged to me', I mean I bought them. Anything that Kimetrius bought me was still his technically, and I didn't want a reason to come back, just in case he wants it back.

After I finished packing all my jewelry and clothes I went to the bathroom and got all of my toiletries. I put them in a plastic bag and shoved them in my suitcase. I picked up my suitcase and headed for the room door. When I reached for the doorknob, I heard the downstairs front door open. Kimetrius.

I wasn't going to let him stop me from being happy. I opened the door and walked downstairs. I walked right past him. Now Kimetrius's house is different. After you go down the stairs, you have to walk through the kitchen to get through the front door.

I walked in the kitchen and saw Kimetrius with a bag of Wendy's in his hand. He's cheated, and he expects food to fix this relationship!? I walked right past him and headed towards the door.

"Hey, y/n. Where you going?" He asked, fries in his mouth, making him sound funny.

"Home." I replied, coldly. I took a few steps towards the door and felt a tight grip on my arm.

"Who are you talking to? And why do you have this big ass bag, like you're really going somewhere, Y/n?" He said, tightening his grip on my wrist. I whimpered at first under his grasp, then strengthened myself up.

"I'm talking to you, Kimetrius. There's not a damn thing you can do to stop me. Oh, and don't think you can just slip your way into my panties again, fuckboy." I said, pushing him off. I walked even farther towards the door, then felt my suitcase being snatched away from me.

It was Kimetrius. He snatched and threw my suitcase across the room. He had a look in his eyes. One that was so dark, so angry. I knew I had pissed him. I knew that if I apologized, he'd make it seem like I was in the wrong, like I did something... Thinking about how manipulative this fucker really is made me livid.

"Kimetrius, you got two motherfucking seconds to give me my shit before I fuck you up!" I yelled sternly.

"What the fuck did I do, Y/n!? I bring your dumbass some food, and this is the thanks I get?!" He picked up a flower vase and threw it across the room. Water and Lillies flew everywhere. He then threw himself on the couch, hunched over and held his hands in his head.

"You wanna leave so bad, Y/n? Then, get the fuck out." He said, picking his head up, giving me no emotion.

I was stunned by his words but picked up my suitcase and walked towards the door. I bit my bottom lip as I felt tears stinging the brim of my eye.

"Fuck you." I said, walking over and snatching my suitcase off the floor.

"I don't want you calling me, texting me. Matter fact, take my whole number out ya' phone nigga, because I'm done." I went to the door and opened it, and looked back at him before I left.

"Bitch." I spat. Then slammed the door so hard I'm pretty sure the Devil felt it.

I huffed over to my car and threw my suit cases in. Then, walked to the drivers seat and stepped in. I sat there for a bit to process what just happened. I'm free, finally fucking free of the lies, the betrayal, the bullshit, the pain.

And it wont no way in hell I was going back.

I started the car and happened to look up just before I pulled off. I seen Kimetrius looking down at me with sad eyes, I smiled a toothy grin and flipped him off.

And sped out his driveway.

On the way home I listened, and screamed along, to Truth hurts by Lizzo.

Surprisingly, I started thinking about Kim and laughed about his sadness. A girl felt good, but then again I felt tired.

Tired of niggas, period. So I decided to call up a little friend

"Hello, yeah, Uh. You mind coming over to my house later? Yeah, maybe in like an hour or two? Alright, sounds good. See you then."

I hung up the phone and stuck my tongue out.

A bitch was about to have some fun...




















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I'm fucking tired. I got it done. Do more when I wake up. Bye.

-o-

^Issa tired person

P.p.s. Im awake now, and I made some changes to it, the ending was all over the place. And I think I made a lot of mistakes. Alright bye.

-_-

^Its Y/n after Kimetrius keeps fucking around with her emotions.

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