"please excuse me for being antisocial" (HEAVY EDITING AND REWRITING)

How was your day?

I was currently sitting across from Justin on my living room couch. I don't know wtf his issue was but he needed to hurry up and speak his peace because I have to edit this video for my youtube page and I need some sleep.

"So you got a new nigga?" He looked at me like he was ready to kill me.

"Justin why is that any of your business?" He was pissing me off. I don't understand why he wasn't getting the hint that I wasn't interested.

"Olivia we wasn't talking for weeks my nigga? And you just dip out of nowhere for this nigga?" He looked me straight in my eyes.

Okay so I wasn't being completely honest about Justin. Yes we talked for like 4 weeks but I also let him fuck me for those 4 weeks. Listen sis I was hurt and I needed dick and he magically appeared soooooo.

Anyways he got super clingy with me to the point where I felt the best thing for me was to stop speaking to him. Like I said, something about him was off, and I didn't want to stick around to find out what. First off he would constantly lie about his life. I don't know any real information on him or his family. I don't shit about his childhood, I don't even know where he works or even IF he works. I just know he always got money. He's very sus but the dick was good so I didn't care.

"Justin we stopped talking like 2 weeks ago bro. I told you I didn't want to continue this shit" I rolled my eyes and got up.

"You need to go forreal, I got work to do" I said pointing to the door.

"Olivia you dead ass my nigga? This nigga come back one day and he already got you dropping ya panties. You a fucking slut bro" He stood up towering over me.

"Bitch watch ya fucking mouth, you don't know wtf we did or didn't do."

He laughed. "Bitch you don't think I got niggas watching you? I know ya ass was about to fuck him in that rooftop restaurant shit. I know ya stopped at an allie and your smut ass probably got fucked in the car"

"WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU? WHO ARE YOU BRO? WTF DO YOU MEAN YOU GOT NIGGAS WATCHING ME?" I was scared at this point, but I wasn't gonna show this nigga no fear.

He pushed past me. "Watch ya fucking back Olivia." He walked out and slammed the door.

I was about to have a full blown panic attack. I took a deep breath to calm down, I locked the door and turned on the alarms. I headed straight to my room and laid down.

After about half an hour of trying to get myself together. I decided to just go edit this video to distract myself. I wanted to talk to Roddy about this but I didn't want to get him involved. He had nothing to do with any of this so I just gotta figure out a way to deal with it.

An hour later, I finally finished my video and uploaded it. Just as I was about to take a nap I got a facetime call from Roddy.

"Hey Poog"

"Hey" Looking at his surroundings I saw that he was rehearsing for his show.

"How was your day beautiful?" I felt so much comfort talking to him.

"It was okay, I didn't really do anything. What about you?" I didn't wanna lie but I also didn't want to tell the truth.

"My day was ass bruh. I spent it rehearsing and shit. I was just calling to see if you wanted to pull up on me at the studio later."

"Yeah what time?" I got excited cause I wanted to see him.

"You good?" He looked at me concerned.

"Yes Rodrick I'm fine." I smiled at him, hoping that he would just drop it.

"Why you cappin?"