Hold you down. ♥️ [Chresanto and Diggy love story]

Tia II

Tia's pov

I finally left out of the guest room. I've been in there literally all day. I was so glad I didn't have to work, today. I even took my braids down, washed my hair, and showered and everything. Mya left a long time ago. I would've stayed in here even longer if I wouldn't have gotten hungry. I walked down the steps and seen Chresanto laying down on the couch watching tv. I walked in the kitchen and grabbed a bag of chips out of the top cabinet. I turned around and Chres was leaned over on the counter with his hands crossed. I just looked at him and continued walking out of the kitchen.
"Tia." He said, watching me walk away.
"What?" I said, in a irritated tone of voice as I turned around.
"How much longer do we have to pretend that we hate each other?" He asked, sadly.
"One of us ain't pretending.." I said, rolling my eyes.
"So you, honestly hate me?" He asked,
"Yes, I hate you." I said, as I began to walk away. I started walking up the steps. I heard him following behind me.
"Baby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel that way." He said, walking in the guest room with me. I ignored him and rolled my eyes "Babe, stop acting like this..." He said.
"How else am I supposed to fucking act when the man I love can't even fucking tell me that he loves me. You don't even trust me, and I trust you with everything. I just don't understand what am I doing that makes you treat me like this." I said, as I put the bag of chips down and sighed.
"Look, I'm sorry." He said, grabbing my waist. I removed his hands from around my waist.
"I'm tired of this Chres, this shit really hurts and it's like you don't even understand. How would you feel if I didn't love you?" I asked,
"I don't know how I would feel......" He said, shrugging his shoulders.
"Damn, Chres... Where's your heart, where's the love ?" I said starting to tear up.
"I got love for you." He said, looking me in my eyes.
"You got love for me, but you don't love me. The type of love you have for me-is like love towards a friend. I don't want that, fuck that. I want your love, I want you to love me, like I love you. I'm your fucking girlfriend." I said getting angry. He just sighed and shook his head. "See, you ain't got nothing to say now. That's fucking sad and ridiculous, I swear. I don't know how much longer, I can put up with this shit. I'm not going to keep staying around, if this is how it's going to be." I said, before I walked out of that room and grabbed my jacket, purse and keys and left out the door. I got in my car and decided to drive to my friend Cece's house. I had no idea where Mya was, and that's who I usually talk to when I'm having problems. I drove down the rough street that was considered the "hood". I parked my car outside her house and knocked on the door. She opened the door and let me in.
"Come in, T." She said,
Cece isn't one of those ghetto ratchet girls that stay in the hood. She's just a normal cool girl, that stuck to her roots and never switched up. These streets are where I'm from. I stayed right next to CeCe just about 2 years ago before I got a decent paying job and moved out into my own house on the white side of town. This neighborhood is a place I never wanted to be, I knew when I was little I was gone make it out of here. I walked in the house, and it smelt like weed, and air freshener. I held my nose, the weed didn't smell bad it was the bad combination of the weed and air freshener.
"You need to clean this bitch out, yo." I laughed, referring to the smell. She laughed, and started rolling up another blunt. "I thought you stop doing that shit a long time ago C." I said, getting disappointed.
"I tried, but niggas keep fucking with me and I have no choice. This the only thing that keep me sane. I promise I be ready to kill a bitch." She said, I busted out laughing.
"What's been going on ?" I asked.
"Well, you know I was dating this boy and I had actually tried to change and improve myself. Like I actually thought this was gonna be the nigga I married. I went in the grocery store and seen him with his mamma grocery shopping." She said.
"What's wrong with that?" I asked, confusedly
"He stay with his fucking mamma." She said, laughing.
"Aw, hell naw." I said, shaking my head.
"So, what's been up with you and Chresanto?" She asked, smirking.
"Girl, you know I been rocking with this nigga for a while now?" I sighed,
"Yeah, like a year, right?" She asked,
"Yeah, it's been over a year and this boy can't even look me in my face and tell me he love me." I said, rolling my eyes.
"That's fucked up T." She said, lighting up the blunt. "I told you, that boy ain't no good." She said, while blowing a puff of smoke out her mouth.
"I know, I should've listened." I said, shaking my head.
"Naw, it ain't even that." Cece said, taking another hit. "He be down on this block." She said.
"What he been doing down here?" I asked,
"What do everybody do down on this block..." She said,
"He been selling drugs, C ?" I asked, nervously.
"Yes, got the best weed I done ever smoked." She said, laughing.
"I can't believe this." I said, shaking my head. I started to get frustrated and upset. What if this nigga is bringing drugs and shit in my house. I worked too damn hard for that house and my job, ain't no way I'm gone lose any of it. "Ima talk to you later, C." I said, before walking out the door. I was waking to my car.
"Is that you Tia?" Someone said, I turned around and it was this woman that taught me everything I basically know. She looked homeless and depressed.
"Yes, it's me." I said, she started walking closer.
"How you been Tia?" Marcy asked.
"I've been good, and what about you?" I asked.
"I been okay." She said.
"You sure Marcy? You don't look okay. What's happened to you?" I asked, sadly.
"It's the drugs. I look that bad?" She asked
"Yes.." I said, looking at her. "Let's make a deal Marcy." I said.
"Sure, what is it ?" Marcy asked.
"Next time I stop by over here, if you're sober and not high. I want you to clean yourself up and I'll give you my old house for rent, but you gotta get a job and change your life around." I said, " you understand, Marcy?" I asked.
"Yeah, I got you." She said.
"Okay..." I said, before I got in the car and drove off.

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The character CeCe in this chapter is @PEREZ__misfit. |