Her Scorned Heart

Chapter 15

Shanice POV 

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"I'm back!" I called out through the apartment. I guess I took Vickie by surprised because she jumped at the sound of my voice. "Sorry for scaring you," I laughed. 

"It's okay," she chuckled looking a bit nervous. "How was your date?"

"For one it wasn't a date. We were just hanging out and it was good. Decent. I was able to get some stuff off of my chest as well as truly enjoy myself."

"I'm glad," she said not really looking at me. 

"Alright what's up? You out of anybody should be happy it was a success."

"Nothing," she lied terribly. 

"You can't lie for shit Vickie so you might as well tell me."

"Okay," she sighed. "I don't want to upset you that's all." She pulled out her phone and went on Instagram. "I know you're off of social media for a while to eliminate the drama in your life but that's not nearly enough to stop other people."

She pulled up an anonymous page with a post captioned 'looks like they've finally called a quits'. On the left side was a picture of me out to eat with Grant however his face isn't shown as clearly as mine. On the right side was a screenshot of a post Dee made not too long ago. It's captioned 'she's finally mine 💕'. It was a picture of him and Sandra together. 

"I'm going to kick his fucking ass," Vickie muttered. 

"Don't bother," I said. "It's not worth it."

"I beg to differ. How the fuck do these people keep finding you? They're like the fucking paparazzi and stalking your ass." I shrugged. Not really knowing what to say. "Are you okay though? I know you're not completely over Dee just yet."

"I'm fine," I said going to my room. "I'm going to catch up on my work. I'll see you later." I felt this heat burning in the middle of my chest. I was mad as hell but also hurt. We've only been officially broken up for two days and he's already claiming someone else? Maybe Dee really doesn't care about me let alone love me. No one who loves you would hurt you that way. I was dumb enough to believe he did for all these years. I should've known otherwise considering Sandra was ALWAYS there over the years. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised," I mumbled looking at our prom picture. "But it still hurts. I guess it really is over between us." And with that, I threw the picture aside and laid my head on the desk. 

Dee POV 

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"This better be a goddamn joke Dee," Tre yelled. "Even after all the bullshit you're still being a fucking dumb ass."

"I don't know what you're talking about," I said laying back and staring at the ceiling. 

"You and Shani just broke up two days ago and you put some bullshit like that on your fucking page?! Do you know what the fuck you just did?"

"It is my account. I can use however I want can't I?"

"Who the fuck are you getting smart with little nigga?"

"Man if you just called to cuss me out and act like my father or some shit you can take that shit somewhere else."

"Dee," he said utterly calm. "Don't make me catch a flight out there. I'll embarrass your ass don't fucking test me." I sucked my teeth. I'm low key scared so I'm not about to push him much further. "Do you even understand what you did? Do you even care?"

"I mean," I sighed. "So what I started dating again? So the fuck did she. And why the hell am I getting the third degree when she doesn't even have social media anymore. I do what the hell I want."

"You know damn well her roommate was going to show her that shit. You did that out of fucking spite and don't even know the whole fucking story. You assume she's out there dating what that might not even be it. Even now you can't help but fucking hurt that girl. What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"She broke up with me!" I yelled. "She ended things. She went out on a date. She fucking hurt me! So why the fuck am I wrong for doing me like she's doing her?"

"You're fucking hopeless," Tre said. "I always said you're going to learn but I've lost hope. You'll always be ignorant to what you did and are doing to her. You'll regret it though. They always do." He hung up after that.

It pissed me off that he was always jumping down my throat and treating me like a child. He always said I was wrong but never said anything about Shani. She was the one who went out first. I was going to wait and let her cool her head and then maybe try fixing things but I saw that picture of her out already. They didn't bother asking me how the fuck I felt after seeing that shit. How hurt I was knowing only after two days she was on to the next nigga. Why the fuck is it always my fault?

Chapter feels weird to me somehow. Maybe it's just me. Hope you liked it though. Sorry for it being so short.