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Myana Pov

Nov. 27
10:04 pm

I WOULDNT be caught dead on the Eastside. Usually.

But here I am laying in Brandon's bed, in his house, on the Eastside. He's laying between my legs and his eyes are focused on the game he was currently playing.

I softly run my nails through his hair humming along to the music he was playing. He pauses the game and turns around to face me.

"I got a question", he starts.

"I have an answer"

"who was that guy at your house?"

"Crazy ass ex", I shrug and Brandon's eyes widen.

"I-I um"

"You're fine. Don't worry about his bitter ass", I try to reassure. His face relaxes but I can tell his mind is still racing.

Im starting to regret creating a relationship with Brandon. He's not used to my lifestyle and I don't want him to be uncomfortable or get hurt.

"Hey come listen to this new track I started",he changes the subject. He stands and I follow him to his studio set up in the corner of his bedroom.

"Falling one by one for you
Like a domino
It's a butterfly effect
How we get here I don't know
But one things for sure
You gotta know"

I give him a small smile, trying to listen to the lyrics. His voice is like melted chocolate.

"What? Is it bad?", he asks pressing pause.

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