Loved- to have held a deep affection; cherished (someone)
Lost- to no longer have
(There are a few spelling and grammar mistakes but I plan to fix them when I finish the book)
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"You make me wanna come through
Quarter after 2, just to put it down on you
You make me wanna replay
All of those things that you and me went through," I sang along with Summer walker as I danced in the mirror. I've been in a really good mood lately since Zy asked me out.
I thought It was a dream at first but the next day he confirmed to me that it wasn't and that he meant everything that he said. We hadn't really set a date for it until three days ago and its today.
My excitement caused me to plan out my day accordingly meaning i'm going shopping with my sisters and then going from there.
The time we are about to spend is honestly needed. Myna has been having difficulty with her girl and Mira is still upset over Trent and angry because he won't leave her alone.
3's company🙃:
Me😍: y'all ready?
Myna💗: been ready, in fact I'm bout to pull up in 5 mins
Mira💞💙: I'm ready but Trent won't fucking leave🙄ik 4 a fact that's his car in the parking lot
Myna💗:ight I'm there
Me😍:omw
I grabbed my keys not even caring that she probably sent another text through. When I pulled up Myna was already there with a baseball bat in hand. She stay ready to pop shit.
"Myna we don't even know what's going on yet, put the damn bat back," I told her and she looked at me like hell no and I looked back before she decided to put it back.
"So what the fuck we going to do when we see him?," she asked as we went in search for his car.
"Talk but if he act up, we step."
"Cool."
It didn't take long before we found his car because the color in itself stuck out like a sore thumb. How are you going to try and stalk your ex in a highlighter green ass car? He a straight dummy.
I knocked on the window seeing that he wasn't paying attention and he stepped out the car. He looked terrible. His eyes was low as if he'd been crying, his clothes were wrinkled which was unusual because he usually had ironed everything, and his nails were unkept.
"Trent why are you here?," he put his fidgeted with his hands while looking down before putting his hands in his pockets.
"I just wanted to talk to her. She hasn't responded to any of my calls. I just wanted to fix us," he said as his eyes got glossy and he bit at his lip probably trying to contain it.
