Our Meet In New York (Jacob Latimore story)

~Back In The Game~

I got you back because that's what I wanted so don't think I can't leave you if you start tripping.
~Taye'~
He came in smelling like weed and ass I asked him where he went. Already knowing he was with her. She is pregnant with his baby why wouldn't he. It just didn't change the fact that it hurt. My baby died I can't hold her and hug her or kiss her it hurts. He walked up to me reeking of alcohol and weed trying to get a kiss. I pushed him away he had gotten mad trying to grab me. He didn't catch me the first time but the second he did and he held on. He damn there dragged me upstairs to my room, he sat me down on the bed and told me "I LOVE YOU DAMNIT". I just cried i was tired and broken down, my heart was torn he just made it worse. I stared at him with hate, lust, and vulnerability written all on me; I kept tell myself to say i hate him. Instead I looked deep into his eyes and kissed him, with tear rolling down my face i told him "I-I love you too, but you y-you broke me". With that i got up and walked away. I knew that i had to accept that I needed time to myself.