Still fighting? Part 2

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Javae's POV

It was going on 10 o'clock at night he still wasn't home I looked at my clock and I shook my hand this nigga really trying it

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It was going on 10 o'clock at night he still wasn't home I looked at my clock and I shook my hand this nigga really trying it. He walked in walking past me sitting a bag on the counter.

"Where you been all day".

"Out".

"It's 10:00 at night you really gonna walk past me and not say nothing. I told you I hate when you don't communicate that shit frustrating". He continued to ignore me so I got closer to him.

"What the fuck is on ya neck"?

"Nothing" he said still eating I looked at it more closely.

"So when you get mad you go fuck bitches".

I had tears rolling down my face I was heated I just walked off but I felt him grab my waist. I turned around trying to push him off of me.

"I didn't fuck nobody it's body paint I was out with August and Chris. Stop fighting me". He said letting me go holding his hands up.

I tried to go up stairs but he wouldn't let me.
We both can't be this stubborn.

"Some painter lady did it for me I wanted you to get mad but I didn't want you to cry I just wanted you to feel how I felt".

"That was stupid and I don't feel how you feel. You just being territorial I want to kill you and the bitch.  Who gets a fake hickie to make some one feel bad. You stupid. Move I want to go to bed" I said wiping my face. He grabbed my hand pulling me towards the kitchen.

"Can you eat something first".

"No I'm not hungry".

He opened the platter and put a piece of potato on the fork.

"Open" I folded my arms not trying to give in.

He pulled me closer to him "I don't care if you mad woman feed my baby".

I hate that I let him get me worked up like that but he really was being childish.

I took the fork and ate the potato. This shit was good as fuck.

"See I knew you was hungry trying to act like you ain't want no food".

"I don't like you".

"I know I'm sorry he said kissing my cheek. You gon forgive me".

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