ice.//mj

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Have you ever been in a relationship that was so toxic and you knew you had to get out of it but you didn't. You stayed. You stayed your dumbass in that toxic ass relationship.
Why?
Was it because you loved them?
Or was it because they had good dick, hmm?
Was it because of ambition, the money, getting your hair and nails done?
Or was it because you were scared?
Of being alone perhaps?
But the real question to all of this is...
Does this make you the toxic person in the relationship?

How can I look in this mans eyes. When he sees the love and care in them but yet he takes it for granted. I feel laughed at.
I'm the real joke.
Just go ahead and put a red ball on my nose because I'm the biggest clown there is.

The biggest.

"And girl, I was like yo dick is not gon be able to fit, and—Bey you listening to me?"

I stared blankly at the wall with no emotion of sort. I felt Nisha nudge me making me look towards her snapping me out my deep thought,

"Yeah, I heard you."

Nisha shifted herself on my bed grabbing my fluffy pillow placing it on her lap. I felt her eyes on me I knew she was studying me.

"You sure you good girl, cause since I got here yo ass been quiet and we all know you not quiet."

I simply shrugged looking down at my hands. I don't even know how I feel. I feel. I don't know, blank, I guess. Nisha huffs scratching the back of her head.

"I don't know why but I gotta a feeling it has something to do with Michael. I mean ever since he came back you been acting not like yourself. I been putting shit together too, I ain't that damn slow."

I chuckled dryly playing with the loose thread from my blanket. I hated how Nisha was able to read me so well. I would always think she was caught up in her own hoeish ways and not even noticing how I be feeling but she does every time and it irks the fuck outta me.

Nisha sighs shaking her head realizing I'm not gonna answer to her but of course she already came to her conclusion,
"Dang, it do got something to do with him. I know y'all fucked before and he ended up taking yo virginity but shit that was a long time ago."
She jokes.

My head jerks up as my eyes went wide. Nisha covers her mouth laughing at my face.

"Oof bitch you remember that?!" I squeaked covering my face in embarrassment.

"Yess girl how can I forget that was the best moment in my life. 8th grade was our year."

I shook my head remembering all those memories,
"Noo we needed our asses whooped."

Nisha laughed,
"But do you remember that night though? Us lil 8th graders at a fuckin party drunk as fuck. And yo ass got us caught. And yo lucky ass got some dick out of it while I got my ass whooped."

I giggled uncovering my face,
"Well, I'm sorry for the trillionth time!"

Nisha smirked brushing me off,
"It's ok I forgive you now."

I playfully scoffed pushing her as she laughed almost falling off the bed.

Nisha was truly my ride or die. We really been through a lot together and it took me to realize that from that party we went to back in 8th grade. I don't know what got into us that year, well especially me cause Nisha always been hot in the ass ever since I met her back in 3rd grade, but me? I'm surprised at how I used to act but, I'm glad I got out of that phase though.
But that party I remember it so well and I gotta agree with Nisha that was the best moment of our life during our 8th grade summer.