CPR

18

Aaliyah
I was sitting in this little coffee spot listening to Santana go on and on about how he didn't mean to say the things he said to me the way he did. I looked out of the window thinking about everything in the world except his words.

"Are you even listening to me?" He asked.

"No." I turned and looked him.

"Why did you even come here then?" He asked.

"I don't know maybe because I'm a dumbass that keeps hearing you out. You keep doing the same shit and we keep arguing about the same shit Santana. Your insecurities and you being delusional is fucking up our relationship. It's definitely not helping me make a decision about getting serious with you." I said.

"What do I need to do then? I wanna be with you Aaliyah." He asked grabbing my hand.

"I keep telling you what to do and you don't listen. I can't help with you being insecure and your trust issues. That's something you have to fix yourself." I said.

"I'ma get it together." He said.

"I don't even know if I should give you another chance Sin." I said.

"You are and I'ma show you I can change and you won't regret it." He said.

I looked out the window for a minute and sighed. I looked back at him and shook my head.

"This is it Santana and it's over. This is your last chance." I said standing up.

"I have to go but I'll talk to you later. I leave Friday morning maybe I'll see you before then." I walked out of the coffee shop.

I got in my car and gripped my steering wheel letting my head rest on my hand. I feel like I should've just told him then and there we shouldn't continue this. Something in my gut told me I would regret this.

I picked up my ringing phone and seen Carti calling me.

"Hello?" I said starting up my car.

"Pierre said come by the studio and get your shit." He said.

"Did Pierre say that or do you just wanna see me?" I said laughing.

"Both." He said.

"Alright I'll be there in a minute." I said.

"Aye bring some food too." He said.

"Alright any suggestions?" I asked.

"Surprise us." He said laughing.
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The coffee obviously didn't help me none because I was still extremely exhausted and felt drained. I didn't have much of an appetite either after the muffin I had which was surprising because I never pass up an opportunity to eat.

I grabbed the bag of food from the backseat and grabbed my tea. I locked my car and made my way into the building. I walked down the hall and knocked on the door since it was quiet in there. Carti came to the door and smiled immediately snatching the food.

"Yo wassup Liyah, you good I heard you passed out at the party?" Pierre smiled and hugged me.

I took a seat next to Carti's greedy ass and laughed.

"Yeah I guess I had too much liquor." I said.

"And dick..." Carti whispered and then coughed.

I shook my head and rolled my eyes as they both started eating their food.

"Where yours at?" Carti asked.

"I'm not hungry I'm just drinking this tea." I said sitting back.