"Riggs! You're bail has been posted." Was like music to my ears. So...I bet you're wondering how I got here? Welllll it's all my boyfriends fault really. He should have picked up the phone when I called him all eleven times ELEVEN. So because he didn't answer I assumed the worst. I assumed that his no good ass was out cheating on me so you know what I did?
I went out and keyed his Bentley truck his most prized possession. Wellll one of his neighbors saw me and you know what they did? Called the cops on me, but that's okay when I get out of here I got something for that nosey ass bitch. I know y'all probably thinking I'm tripping...the dick got you tripping like that sis?? Yes...yes it does.
I wasn't always this way, I used to be pretty chill. But this man does something to me it makes me act all wild I had never been this way with another man, but yet here I am getting bailed out...again...yeaaa this isn't the first time. I walked out to the front and there he was looking all sexy and pissed.
"Let's go Ariana."
"Dave...baby I'm sorry...I don't know what came over me...it was your fault really...if you would have just answered your phone..." I started rambling as he stale faced me.
"Ariana bring your ass." He said all tight lipped.
I hung my head low as I walked out of the police precinct. I knew when we got up out of here I was going to get it. I really did it this time. His Bentley truck! What the hell where you thinking Ariana!
We made it to the truck and I saw all the damage I did. When I say damage I did damage. I had keyed the words bitch ass nigga all through out the car. I mean personally I think that takes a certain kind of skill, but we won't talk about that right now. Why would he drive that one here out of all the cars he has?
I know for sure he won't ever let me live this down. When we reached the truck he had opened the door for me, but before I could get in he had me pinned up against the car.
"You must be out your fucking mind to do some crazy shit like this. My fucking truck! You knew how hard I worked to get this shit yo and you go and pull this!" He yelled in my face and that was a no go for me.
"Man fuck you nigga!" I mushed him in his face, "I had been calling you all day and then you had the nerve to be all up on Instagram look like you was out having a good time to me. You were probably out messing with some stank ass bitch. So I felt like since you wanted to be out all up in bitches faces I should fuck up something you love since you think it's alright to play me." I told him while rolling my neck and poking him in his forehead. Which probably wasn't a good idea I was just making shit worse. He shut my ass up by grabbing me up by my neck.
"Messing with a bitch!?! I told your crazy ass I was going to be at the studio all day today I had a lot of shit to get done and wasn't going to be available today. If you actually paid attention to the video you saw you would have seen I was in the studio and you would have seen there were no bitches around. Just me and my niggas. And don't put your fucking hand in my face again, don't know what the fuck is wrong with you. I don't even know why I mess with your crazy ass some times, but it's cool I'm about to fix your ass. Now get in the fucking car."
I was on silent mode after that and timidly slid my ass into that keyed up truck. I got to thinking as he pulled out of the police station how I did too much. This wasn't like me at all. Maybe I didn't need to be with Dave. Maybe this life style is too much for me.
"Dave, I'm really sorry about your car. I'll pay for the damages...I think it's time though that we take a break. This isn't like me getting this upset over a man. It's toxic...so think it's best if we broke up...I love you, I really do, but I got to get myself together." I said to him, but he didn't say anything, he stayed silent the entire time.
The 40 min ride to his house was eerily quiet the rest of the way. When we finally pulled into the driveway and got out the car. I turned to him as he came around from the driver's side
