𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝟭𝟮

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"𝑩𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉, 𝒑𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒕, 𝒑𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒕."

𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐡𝐧𝐥𝐞́'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

I sat on my bed, flat ironing my hair as I watched TV.

I stared at Terra who played with a watch that Jordan forgot here.

I sighed. I missed him. I haven't seen him since New Years Day.

He hasn't called, texted or responded to my messages. I really had my hopes up thinking a famous guy like him would actually like me.

I was probably just for his entertainment.

TMZ came on.

"Rapper, Playboi Carti has been seen with ex lover, Rubi Rose who is reportedly 3 months pregnant with his child..."

I stared at the TV blankly.

My phone rang and I answered it.

"Did you se—"

I cut Alece off." Yes. I don't want to talk about it right now,I'm doing my hair."

Terra looked up at me and mewed.

"Oh— if you want any company, you know you can just come over by Mabelle and I."

I smiled a little."Thanks..gotta go."

I hung up and I felt a tear fall on my thigh. Then more started pouring down. The feeling was so painful, I started bawling like a child.

Terra mewed curiously.

"Ow!" I cried even harder, feeling my flat iron on my wrist."Shit.."

I plugged it out and got off my bed and headed to my bathroom, staring at my bubbling wrist.

I treated the burn and wrapped it up.

I sighed and stared at myself in the mirror.

This is Calvin all over again.

But Jordan isn't my boyfriend..why am I even crying?

I combed through my middle parted hair with a rat tail comb and let my hair fall past my shoulders.

I threw on some clothes and put Terra in her little cage. I packed all the things Jordan ever got me and put them black garbage bags.

 I packed all the things Jordan ever got me and put them black garbage bags

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I called Jordan's driver and I actually got him to pick me up and take me to Jordan's house.

𝘈♡𝘍𝘈𝘕 [𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐢 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜]™ Where stories live. Discover now