Talk To Me (brooke)

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I pulled up to my townhome and rushed inside to allow myself to collapse on the couch and cry. I kept playing what she said in my head. I haven't felt beautiful in a while. Especially being that people compare me to his exes all the time. I looked at my phone and saw a text coming in. I sighed and realized it was just mom. I heard my doorbell ring and I stopped. Then I heard keys. "shit" I said to myself. I turned to see Chris standing there, confused. "what did she say to you?" he asked. "nothing" I said softly and walking to my room. He grabbed my arm and pulled me back to him. "you can't lie to me" he spoke making my heart melt. "I'm not good enough, she said I'm not enough, you said I'm not enough" I said looking down. He stood there shocked. " I said that to get in her pants Brooke" he said honestly. I looked up and he looked back. "you slept with her..." I asked. "I..." he said. "you slept with her Chris? you literally just fucking said it" I spoke louder. "why would you want me to be cool with a hoe you had sex with? why?" I asked pushing him away. "she was my friend first" he said turning red. "okay and my nigga?" I said letting the old me come out. "It was on our break" he said walking towards me. "CHRIS YOU SLEPT WITH THIS BITCH WHO WAS ALL IN OUR CAKE TESTING...FOR OUR WEDDING" I screamed. His logic made no sense. Trying to keep the peace just caused him his wife.

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