AppealFanFic CHRIS BROWN!

29.

  - S O N Y A –

“I don’t know, Q… I’m just not ready to say it.” I shrugged when he dropped his arm from around my shoulder. He shook his head at me with a look of disbelief on his face. “You being real right now? We’ve been dating for how long now?” I rolled my eyes because this was the line he used every time we got into this argument. Which was at least once every two weeks. “I asked you a question, Sonya. How long have we been seeing each other?”

“Seven months.” I smacked my lips before resting my eyes on his denim jacket. He was reaching for it from the back of the door. Here he goes with this dramatic shit. “Seven months, exactly. This is the longest relationship that either of us have ever been in and you acting real shady. Why can’t you say that you love me back? You tell me all the time that your feelings for me are true and all this other bullshit. But you can’t repeat three simple ass words to me? Are you dead ass?” Ever since Q declared his love for me two months ago, I haven’t been able to say it back. I honestly don’t see why he’s making such a big deal out of this.

“Q, can you please drop the dramatics and get back in bed?” It was only eleven in the morning and he was starting already. “Ima go to iHop. You want anything?” I rolled my eyes because of his obvious attitude. “Naw, I’m good. Hurry back.” He nodded smoothly before throwing his jacket onto his back and slipping through the front door. “Big ass baby,” I mumbled as soon as the door slammed. He’s lucky he’s helping me with the bills around here or I would of spazzed on him for slamming my shit.

Q and I went to high school together. When I was a junior he was a senior, anticipating graduation. We’ve been talking since I was seventeen, and didn’t start dating until I entered UCLA as a freshman. I was now a sophomore and he was now a junior. My dad got me this apartment close to campus as a graduation gift from High school. He pays ¼ of the rent and Q and I come together to push forth the rest. Shit was going good between us until he had to bring up the ‘L’ word bullshit.

I don’t fuck with that word anymore. I’ve learned that when you give someone your all and tell them that you love them, nothing good can come from it. Love fucked me up, and I wasn’t with it. I’m young and the only thing that I’m striving for is this degree in Nursing.

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When Q got back with two bags from iHop, I smiled inwardly. A part of me knew that he would get me food, even though I told him that I was good. But then again another part of me didn’t expect him to get me shit because he was pissed at me. “Thanks, bae.” I kissed his cheek with my sticky lips. I cheesed when he grilled me. “Why you putting yo syrup ass lips on me, Sonya? I’m fucking with you?” I pouted when he roughly wiped his cheek with a napkin. “Baby, please… can we be on good terms again?” I got up from my seat on the opposite side of him and walked around the table. I easily took a seat on his lap and then turned so that I could straddle his waist.

“Don’t be mad at me, bae. You know I hate when you’re mad at me. I can’t deal with it.” I bounced on his lap a couple of times until it put a smile on his face. “Stop ‘for you make my dick hard.” We shared a laugh before he held my face and pulled me in for a kiss. “I don’t want to force you to do anything, alright? When you’re ready to say it then you do that. Ima just have to give you time, that’s all.” I nodded with a smile on my face. Q was a real nigga and that’s why I fucked with him.

- C A D E –

“What you want? How you want it? When you want it?” I imitated Lil Herb from ‘Chiraq’ as I spoke into my phone. I was taking orders at the moment and didn’t have time to waste. Either you know what you want before you call my phone, or you don’t ring my shit at all. This wasn’t no ordering at McDonalds where you could take a day and ½ to decide what you was fucking with. “Waddup, I need two shoes. I’ll be on the block in fifteen.”