Between The Lines (Tyga Love Story)

11. I Won't Give Up

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I Won't Give Up - Jason Mraz

~ Dawn ~

Why is he making me feel like this? I don't get it. I don't want to admit out loud to anyone that he still has my heart. He was my first real love, crush, best friend, everything. The feeling of being in love and being so vulnerable is the worst.

Have you ever been in love? The vulnerability is horrible. It opens your chest, and it opens your heart and it means that someone can get inside of you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you. Then one stupid person, wanders into your stupid life ... Then you give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day like kiss you or smile at you, and then you feel like your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside of you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness. So simple a phrase like "Maybe we should just stay friends" turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt. A real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.

And Tyga coming back into my life reminded me how much I hated love. Seeing what he did to my stomache, and legs when I looked at him. Feeling my heart cave in just by looking at him. Things were going perfect, until Bobby decided he wanted to take me somewhere as a surprise. My phone rang for the third time in a row, but I ignored it. Sitting in the back room of my apartment in the small rocking chair thinking hard about how quickly things change. A few moments later, I heard a few loud knocks on my door. I slowly got up to get it.

"Dawn," Bobby's eyes looked tired giving me a hug after I opened the door. "Why aren't you picking up your phone?"

"I don't know, I'm thinking," I said turning around and rolling my eyes as he held onto my waist. Like I said, things changed. Including my feelings for the person who seems like he loves me unconditionally.

"What'chu thinking about?" He asked talking a seat across from where I previously sitting. I sat down, too.

"Honestly?" I asked in a hushed tone. He nodded.

"I mean, I don't want you to lie to me," He chuckled, but I didn't feel like laughing along with him.

"I don't know who to choose.." I said just as lightly as before.

"What do you mean?" His eyebrows furrowed, and I shut my eyes not knowing how exactly to put it. I sighed, and tried to puch back my tears, and felt as my throat started to dry and harden piercing my feelings more and more.

"Ever since Michael came back into my life, I don't know.." I didn't know how to finish. He already knew what I was going to say. He stood up, jaw tightened, and trying to keep his cool. He walked over to the seat closest to me and sat down there instead. My eyes were watering and I just wanted to be concealed in my own thoughts again.

"You still have feelings for him?" He asked in the same type of hushed tone that I had a few moments ago. I nodded slowly. "The same feelings you feel for me?" He asked another question. I slowly nodded again, knowing it was a lie. Because my feelings for Michael were much stronger and deeper than they should be. He stood up. "Then okay, I'm not giving up on you." He said more to himself than to me. I lifted my head to look at him. And he gave me a half smile, and kissed me softly the lips.

~ Tyga ~

"Why are we here?" Dawn's boyfriend aked, and I ignored him looking away. I don't even know why this nigga's talking to me, really. At this point, he's the enemy. I can't be friends with him and get walked on and lose the love of my life again. I don't want to mess anything up this time. He sighed and sat down. I sat down on the nearest bench, too. A few minutes of silence and I saw Dawn walking up to us looking fine as hell. I stood up, and hugged her.

"Hi, guys," She said. I tried to make a little conversation with her, but she cut me off. "We're here for a reason." She spoke again. I looked at her confused, and realized that that other guy, Bobby, was still there. I sat back down on the bench.

"Then, what's the reason?" I asked leaning forward and putting my elbows on my lower thighs close to my knees. The nigga over there was hella quiet.

"The fact that I have feelings pouring out of me from everywhere-- I just want to put everything out on the table.. and choose." She said sitting down on a chair that was very close to the both of us, so we were in an even triangle. Bobby and I nodded for her to go on. "Bobby, you know I love you so much. You never did me wrong. Yeah, we'd argue a little sometimes, but you were always so perfect to me. It was like being a princess and being saved by a prince in shining armor with you. I can't complain about anything when it comes to you because you were and are so loving and I feel like nothing can go wrong with you." I rolled my eyes at everything she was saying. I was really here just to hear her be all lovey dovey and talk bullshit in my face. Was this a joke?

"I love you, too," Was all he said back. And I chuckled a little inside. She was telling him all this shit, and all he said was that he loved her back. Then she turned a little in her seat to face me. I braced myself a little afraid that she wouldn't say good things like she did for Bobby. And I wouldn't blame her, all I did was cause her pain.

"And, Ty," I let out a small sigh of relief when she said Ty instead of Michael. It meant that she still at least semi-cared. "I love you more than you or anybody else would ever know. And I don't think I'll ever stop. You were my best friend before we started liking eachother and even getting to the point of loving eachother, and I feel like I know you like I know the back of my hand. But, the thing is, when you're constantly hurt by somebody, it's hard to take them back 'cause your scared of going back to that same feeling of depression that you were in before. The hurt that you caused me is something that can't be taken back, but I forgive you. You taught me a lesson, and that lesson was a blessing--"

"Dawn, what you're forgetting is that this nigga left you over and over again, man! This shit shouldn't even be a discussion. I would never in my life do that type of shit to you. That nigga ain't shit, and you really just gunna sit there..." He continued talking, but I was done listening to him. By this time he was standing up in front of Dawn trying to feed her reason. I stood up to my feet, walked up to him nonchalantly, and punched him the face. I tackled him to the ground even though he was a little taller than me, and continued punching him in the face, not stopping 'till I see red. I heard Dawn screaming in the back of my head, and I snapped back into reality. I got up, standing to my feet, and licked my lips, tasting blood. He must've cut me in the lip. I stepped back a little, getting prepared for if he wanted to attack.

"What is wrong with you?!" Dawn asked me looking furious. "Why can't you guys be civilized?" She yelled again, but this time at the both of us. Bobby stood to his feet with a limp, and looking like a drunk man, dizzy.

"Alright, I'm done with this shit!" He yelled back at her. "It's either you pick me or him."

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Sorry for the long, long, long wait, y'all. College courses driving me nuts! I'll probably get the hang by the secind semester. Stilla newbie -_- Anyways, leave comments, vote, add this story to your bookmarks (Maybe), or fan.... Or is that puching it? Lmao. But really, leave comments on what you think. It gives me motivation when it comes to writing more often and whatnot. But, thanks again for reading :) It's very appreciated.