Your Love

She Cheated

Niya's POV

I was sleeping peacefully in between my comfy bedsheets when my Iphone started going off. I let it continue to ring since I was so tired from yesterday. I had been in the studio all day recording until 2:00 A.M. My Iphone stopped ringing but soon started again. I groaned and picked up the phone off my bedside table. It was 9:58 A.M and only somoeone like Deshaun would be calling me. I groaned and answered the call.

"Niya..." Deshaun said before I could even greet him. His voice sounded cracked. "D? What's up?" "Can you uh, come over?" "Are you okay?"

I started to become curious as to why he was calling me. I haven't actually had a proper conversation nor chilled with him in like months since he's always out or with his girl. "I just need someone to talk to." "Damn D, this early?" He was silent. I regretted saying that right after. How could I even say that? After all, he was the only one who stayed with me when I was at my darkest point. He's the one who kept me alive. I'm so fucking selfish. "I'll be by in an hour." I gave in before hanging up the phone. I went back under my covers and sighed. I really didn't want to get out of my bed but I had to be there for him. I rubbed my eyes to try to wake myself up a bit more but it didn't seem to help. I let out a deep breath before getting up and starting to get ready. I brushed my teeth and did a power shower. I slipped on a pair of light wash skinny jeans and a ribbed grey tank top. I applied some lipgloss. Now for the hard part: my hair. I attempted to throw my curly black hair up into a bun but it completely failed. Some of it held up but many little pieces of curls randomly stuck out. I decided to leave it the way it was and left my house.

Once I arrived at Deshaun's place, I got out my Range Rover and found my way to his condo house. Before I could knock, Deshaun opened the door. His tall 6'1 built figure stood before me. His curly hair was cut perfectly in a faded box cut like he had just got it done yesterday. His dark brown orbs looked more tired and empty then I had remembered. He wore khaki joggers and a black hoodie. "Hey D." I finally said to break the awkward stares. "Hi... I swear even when you try to look like shit, you somehow manage to look good." he complimented with a faint smile. I laughed and pushed him to the side as I entered the condo. He walked after me and sat beside me on his black leather couch. "I haven't seen you in months man." I stated while I examined his place. It looked different from the last time I was there. "I know you miss me shawty." he chimed. "Never said that." "Well your curls miss me." he said while playing with the curls sticking out of my loose bun. I swatted his hand away and giggled. "So why'd you call me here?" I asked trying to get to the point. Deshaun was silent and he looked down to his hands that rested in his lap. I could tell he was uncomfortable but I wanted him to talk to me like we used to. He continued to not talk but still looking down, he bluntly stated "To be honest, I don't know if I want this life anymore." "Don't say that..." "What the hell did I do wrong?! I gave her everything!" He started to shout. "De-" "One second I had her right where you're sitting, the next she's sleeping with some other guy! What the fuck did I do wrong!" He repeated himself.

"Jayde broke up with you." I finally caught on. "Not only did she break up with me but she cheated on me. She said I was the center of her problems and that she could do better." He looked away from me trying to hide his emotions from me but I knew him too well to know that he was on the verge of breaking down. I moved closer to him placed my hand into his for comfort.

"D... you're literally the most kind hearted guy I know. I see you trying to act all top shit and hood around everybody else but I know you well enough to know that you're not like that. You treated everyone like shit but she was your princess. You treated her like royalty so I don't know why that wasn't enough for that ungrateful bitch. So what? Maybe she did deserve better but she doesn't know that you were the best she'll ever have." I told him truthfully. He finally looked at me for a split second and sent me a faint smile but it soon disappeared. "She was my happiness." She's nothing no one else could replace like damn, let me be your happiness! I want to see you happy with or without her. You can't just live in her shadow." He sighed and finally stared at me. His tears were building thick walls in his eyes so I opened my arms to give him a hug. His arms wrapped around my neck and I tried to hold on to him tight to give me all the comfort he needed. As we hugged for a while, I felt wet tears falling onto my shoulders. I let him cry on me. I felt kind of honored that I was one of the only people who got to witness the soft sides of Deshaun. Very rare yet beautiful.

"So who did this whore cheat on you with?" I rolled my eyes in annoyance at the thought of someone like Jayde. "Anthony." "Wait... isn't that one of your main niggas?" "Was." he scoffed. A purely disgusted look appeared upon my face. "What the fuck?! Yo D, LET ME KILL A BITCH." "No, don't hurt yourself sweetheart." He tried to calm me down while laughing. "Nah, this ain't even funny. You don't deserve this D. To have your girl cheat on you with one of your mains? You don't fucking deserve this. All you've done for her was spoil her and love her but this is what she gives to you? Pain and stress?" Deshaun didn't even answer.

We sat there in silence for a moment as I tried to cool down. Why Deshaun? Why does he have to be the one getting hurt? Maybe he has done some bad things before but he really doesn't deserve any of this. I know the good sides of Deshaun and I know he would never cheat on his girl so why did he have to be cheated on?

"Give me a hug." he demanded with a grin, breaking the silence. "Not with that attitude." I got up to head to the kitchen but I was immediately grabbed by my waist and pulled back into his lap. He tickled me and I uncontrollably laughed. This is the real Deshaun I know.

Deshaun's POV

I tickled Niya as she squirmed in my leg. Her ugly laugh filled the room.

"D! S-stop!" she struggled to say through her uncontrollable giggles. I finally decided to stop. She rested her head on my chest as she caught her breath. I laughed at her and held her to my chest. Damn I missed her. "I fucking hate you." "Don't tell yourself lies sweetheart." She rolled her eyes the way she always does and got up from my lap. I sighed and leaned back into my couch.

"You got any food?" She asked while opening my fridge. "Nah" "What? You invited me here without getting food?" She whined while aimlessly searching for food. I laughed at her and got up to help search. I leaned against the counter top when I realized I actually didn't have any food. "Shit." "How do you even live D?" She joked as she went to the mirror to fix her bun. I don't know why she would bother to fix it. I thought it looked fine.

"Well since you actually got your lazy ass up this morning to see me, I'll take you out." I offered. "Yay! Maybe the diner?" "Anything you want princess." Her mood suddenly dropped. "I can't go out like this." "Like what?" I questioned confused. "This." She answered while pointing both her index fingers to her figure. "You look fine." I said. To be honest, she looked great but my words couldn't convince her. She examined herself in the mirror with an unsure look. I went and stood behind her. A smile crept upon her face as she stared at both our reflections. "How about I take you out to dinner?" "You sure you could handle being around me for that long?" She joked a she went to put on her shoes. I watched her figure as she walked. "I'll take my chances." "Then of course." "I'll pick you up at 7 then. Thanks again for being here." I said sincerely.

"I literally owe you so much D. I got you." She was about to walk straight out my door when I grabbed her wrist. "You're not leaving without giving me a hug." "Ugh, you're so extra." I pulled her in and wrapped my arm around her waist. She tippy toed to get her arms around my shoulders. "Goodbye princess." "Bye D!"

I finally closed the door and walked back to my couch. I slouched down and unlocked my phone. "Missed call from Anthony" my screen read. I rolled my eyes when I saw his name. Who does this nigga think he is still hitting up my phone and shit like nothing happened. Acting as if he didn't steal my girl from me. My Iphone started vibrating in my hand and his name showed up. I was about to hit the block button but something came over me and I decided to answer it. "What nigga?" I answered bluntly. "Woah chill out Deshaun. Just wanted to see how you're doing. You haven't hit me up in like weeks fam. What's good?" His voice irritated my ears and bought disgust to my mind. All I wanted to do was to hang up and roll a blunt but it's about time I put him in his place.

"How the fuck you tellin' me to chill?" "S'wrong with- oh.." "Yeah bout 'whats wrong'. You well know what you did so don't come calling me up like we still homies or something. What were you thinking?!" My voice raised after every word. My body was heated and my grip tightened in my hands as if it were a stress ball. "Man I'm sorry okay? She called me up and asked if I wanted to chill. We met at her place and well she just-" "Stop." "What?" "Fucking stop. Don't talk to me anymore. That hoe and you are both dead to me. You're lucky I haven't ended your life yet." I concluded. He knew what I was capable of and he didn't talk back. He knew I was holding his last breath in my hand. "Deshuan.. I'm sor-" I hung up. Sorry has been a meaningless word to me anyway.

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