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NINETEEN

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𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖐𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖞 𝖌𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖓𝖊.
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"omar! wake the fuck up bitch!" i punched omar in his back, hearing him hiss loudly.

"what! damn!" he screamed, glaring at me.

"why am i naked!? in YOUR bed!" i balled up my fists, trying to get up. i can't feel my lower half.

"you don't remember?" he groaned, sitting up slowly.

"remember what?" i eyed him suspiciously, crossing my arms.

jesus, please don't make him say no whack shit.

"we made love, baby." he smirked, grabbing my waist.

"fuck you mean?" i laughed, shaking my head. "that's a damn lie, man."

he chuckled and grabbed his phone off the nightstand. he did sum shit and showed me the worst shit i've ever seen/done in my life.

there was me, letting omar clap my cheeks.

"believe me now?" he smirked, turning his attention to the phone. "much better than gazzy."

he stared at him in disbelief, feeling my stomach churn.

"h-hol' up, i was drunk! you took advantage of me!" i yelled, glaring up at him. sick son of a bitch ass faggot.

he stayed quiet, continuing to watch the video, a big ass grin on his face.

"how you gon' do me like that! bitch, i fucking love jah!" i grabbed the phone and threw it across the room.

"stoke, you know how much i loved yo ass! then yo fast ass went and cheated on me!" he cried, you could hear some of his accent.

"n-nigga, we were young!" i yelled back, poking at his chest. "we're on our way going to college, are you fucking serious!"

omar and me were labeled "the cutest couple" by everyone, he took me everywhere, we shared our first kiss, he took my virginity.

that was my first relationship, ever.

i didn't know how relationships worked.

"you know what's wrong with you? your pathetic. you out here lying to gazzy and ruining relationships. because of some shit in the past!" i yelled, finally standing up.

next thing you know, he's cheating on me.

i ain't believe it at first, untill i caught the nigga riding omar's dick.

i was heartbroken for days. untill, i wanted revenge.

so, i went to a gay club and found a guy, and let him fuck me.

omar found out, and outed me out to the whole school.

i hate him.

i still hate him, now just worse.

he stared at me in shock, before shaking his head.

"watch who's pathetic when i send jahseh this." he laughed, still glaring at me.

i don't know why i did it.

i panicked.

i looked at the stand on my right, seeing a pocket knife.

i was scared.

i firmly grasped the knife, lunging it in omar's chest.

right in the heart.

he gasped, dropping the phone.

dramatic bitch.

i pulled the knife out his skin, watching him bleed to death.

he looked at me with wide eyes, coughing repeatedly.

"shut the fuck up, damn!" i stabbed him again, and again, and again.

i kept doing it untill he had multiple stab wounds.

he was dead.

and i don't fucking regret it..

- tea.

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