Talk To Me | •Slow Down Sequel•

Chapter 6- PERSISTENT, IS WE?

Ayona

"Yona, can't I just tell Keem? He's gone figure it out eventually."

I rolled my eyes. No matter what, this damn conversation kept popping up and I was getting annoyed. "Porsha," I groaned.

"You swear you slick. You keep bringing this shit up. For what, though?" I'd just gotten off work and so after a long relaxing shower, I was on the phone with the main reason for at least twenty percent of my stress.

"Yona, you got me lying to him. I— We don't lie to each other." She was referring to Keem. "He's worried about yo-"

"Yea, only cause Day's worried. He's out my life Porsha, and I don't want him trynna worm his way back."

She sighed heavily, "You know that's not true. Keem loves you. You like a little sis to him, girl... Yea, okay maybe he be asking for Day, but he still worries about you. I won't even tell him everything, just that you good and you okay.—"

I picked my fork up, pushing leftovers around on my plate. I'd lost my appetite. Great. "Porsha, no. Damn, no!"

"Don't you raise your voice, you know I'm right. Someone's gone find out eventually and what you gone do then?" I didn't say anything.

"You know what? Fuck it. I won't say anything. When you gone come by again? I haven't seen you in a brick and I know you tired of cooking for yourself."

"I don't know," I replied in a dry tone.

"Ight, well... Let me know and bring that new nigga. Keem supposed to be out of town sometime next week. Come by."

"Yea, okay. I will." We talked on the phone for a few more minutes before we'd said our goodbyes.

I didn't understand why it meant so much to her, Daystar or my new life. I was trying my best to move on and all she could do was bring it up— repeatedly. I shook my head, this shit stressed me out.

So much was going on with me and I wasn't sure I'd ever be ready to deal with any of it, at all. I sighed tiredly before I brought myself to get up from my seat. I threw whatever leftovers I had on my plate away before I gathered the dishes to wash.

A mild case of depression hung over me, as my mind wandered back to all those months ago. All those months ago, before things fell apart with him...
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