This is Love {Lesbian}

Chapter 3

[Dewayne above]

*Chrishai P.O.V*

I felt an arm pull me closer to a hard chest, and I awoke to look at my boyfriend face. We had just made up after I came over to his house last night after all the over flowing emotions of the death of my best friend, I needed a release.

Me and Dewayne been together for about 5 months now, I loved him something crazy too.

He light skin, dark brown eyes, low fade cut, and medium build with some definition to his muscles. I loved it.

He was snoring and I decided to take a picture, I typed my caption as: I love my cute boyfriend ❤ @_datlightskin_nigga

I giggled at how cute we was and decided to make us some breakfast. Me and Dewayne had a good relationship, it was good in bed, would spend time with me when he could, and treated me good.

He would really have to be here for me while I went through having to deal with my best friend being dead. Especially since I was feeling guilty, I should have stopped by that night or answer her text earlier that day so when she didn't answer, I would have called, and if she didn't answer, I would have went to her house to check on her. But I remember clear as day:

Me & Dewayne were chilling, and been forever since we chilled because we both been so busy with work. But we were on the couch fooling around, just joking around when my special text ringtone for my best friend went off.

"Who's That?" Dewayne asked protectively

"Baby its Jada!"

I started to reply when I felt my phone being snatched out my phone. This nigga done took my damn phone that I paid with, with my money that I pay for every month like he had a fucking right. I jumped up so fast, "Dewayne give me my phone" I said calmly as possible

For a second, he looked scared but he turned his face hard real quick.

"Look Chrishai, I been trying to tell you, I don't think you and Jada should be friends anymore. She a bad influence on you plus she's a hoe, she always trynna get in between our relationship. I really don't want y'all being friends" This nigga done lost his damn mind, 1st he snatched my phone then he wanna demand shit. Hell no.

"You fake as hell. When she be around, you don't say shit. You only start saying this a MONTH after you met her. So fuck you mean. Don't call my best friend a hoe, you the hoe. Don't you dare every take my shit out my hands every again" I guess he was shocked, I had the nerve to talk to him like that. So I grabbed my phone and my shit and bounced.

He ain't even hit me up, the whole day. Not even when I called him 8 times when I needed him. I found out my best friend died and he wasn't there. Yesterday morning before I went to her Will reading, he blew my phone up then. After a week, he wantbto hit me up, I was mad, this nigga had some nerve. So I didn't even answer a single message or call, I didn't care if he was on a mission and couldn't have his phone. He should have been there, I realized that was a bit selfish and that's how I ended back here last night. Plus he promised since it would make me happy, he would make sure my best friend ex-boyfriend who killed her will have a very punishable time in prison.

I finished breakfast and went to bring Dewayne his food. I walked into his room to see he was wake, once he heard me he locked his phone and put it aside. He was always so attached to it when I wasn't around, I could tell.

"Hey Babe, I didn't know you were wake” I said as I handed him his food and kissed him on his cheek

"I'm sorry Bae, I was just seeing what Bone had to say about the mission...” He said as if he was walking on eggshells, I rolled my eyes. The mission didn't kill my best friend, it just stopped my boyfriend for being there for me.