Screw Me Over ✔️

Tiffany

What's up, folks?!

Tiff, Tiff, Tiff. When is she going to learn when to stop stepping on people?

She can be a true biotch but do you think you could relate to her?

Well, let's check out this chapter because it's still her turn in the spotlight. Maybe she'll be a bit more polite here.

Please see the triggers that are in the summary of this story. Just saying. 

Alright, y'all! That's all I have! You may continue! 💜🤫

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"What up, Snow Bunny?!" Brian said as he walked into the coffee shop on campus.

I couldn't believe he said that out loud. He walked up to the table with a smirk on his face.

"Would you shut up? I don't want everyone hearing about that....but hello, Stallion," I said as a smile appeared across my face. The more he looked at me, the more my heart raced.

Brian played with Raina and he did such an amazing job that he forgot all about my little white lie.

He did a cute little tea party with her, danced around with her, raced outside, and whatnot. Suddenly, Little Miss Demon fell asleep.

Brian and I went out for ice cream after that. We ate ice cream in the car and got closer....

Much much closer. Like so close that our own skins were touching each other in the backseat of his new car.

I couldn't believe it! My fantasies came to life that night and I was more than pleased.

"So what did you call me over here for? I don't usually come here," he asked as he sat at the high table with me. As he sat in the chair across from me, he looked at me concerned.

"To tell you to keep this to yourself. Whatever we did doesn't leave your car. It stays in there. Capisce?" I said as I sipped on my coffee.

"Bruh-"

"First of all, I'm not your 'bruh'. I'm a girl. 'Bruh' is something you call Jana," I cleared.

Why would I be called that? I'm not a man nor am I his brother. He can be weird sometimes.

"Well, what if someone comes in my car, especially Rena?" he asked.

Why was he asking about Rena so much? Doesn't he get enough of her? I get tired of hearing about her. She's not here!

"Didn't you clean your car out?" I asked.

"Well, yeah. But what we did in my car will go through the vacuums and into this big dirt bag in the machines. Then, it'll-"

"Oh my gosh! Shut up, Brian! You know what? For a guy, you talk way too much," I said as I held his lips together.

He can be so stupid, but I shouldn't complain. He gave me good loving.

"What was that supposed to mean? I was just kidding," he said as he rubbed his lips.

"You know what? Don't even worry about it. That's all I wanted to say. You can leave now," I said signaling for him to leave.

Aren't guys supposed to just shut up while the lady talks? When they talk, stupid things come from their lips. The woman gets mad and leaves or burns their stuff.

This is why it's very important for the man to be quiet.

I guess Brian can't even do that because he's still trying to make conversation with "So have you found a job yet?"