Chapter 3

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Dear Diary,                                                                                               Dec 9th


You're all that matters to me, yeah yeah, Ain't worried about nobody else If I ain't with you, I ain't myself You make me complete You're all that matters to me, yeah, yeah, What's a king bed without a queen There ain't no "I" in team You make me complete You're all that matters to me That was Justin Bieber's All That Matters and this is 99QDR love hour, playing the bes- cutting the radio and now looking into his eyes.


He held my hand up and kissed it as the light turns red.


"I love you." Why would he even say some dumb shit like that? He trying to hurt his self.


I looked at him and began to speak "But we can't be together."

He was in love with someone that wasn't his and he knew what this was.


"You keep saying that, but look at where you're at." I looked at him and gave him a face of disagreement and great attitude. What is he trying to jump to?


"Exactly what are you trying to say to me?" I'm starting to get pissed off and if this car wasn't moving I've probably would've jumped out by now.


"I'm not trying to make you mad, but you do understand I have feelings too. I want to be with you."


Is this nigga joking or just stuck on stupid? If you know I'm in a relationship and I'm not going to leave my relationship why would he keep buzzing in my ear like a bee. He's starting to upset my mood in the worst way possible.


"I'm not leaving my girlfriend! I'm pretty sure I'm not forgetting your exact words we're *I understand what you're asking for. I'll be the guy to give it to you.*-" I yelled each and every word to get my point across. I hate when he thinks I'm supposed to put his feelings before my girlfriends.


I continued but I tried to soften my tone. "Do you not remember those words flying out of your mouth and into my fucking ear?"


"I don't give a fuck about what I said then! I've changed my mind Maxyn!" He yelled louder than me.


It seem as if he wants a yelling contest. I'll give him exactly what he wants NO PROBLEM.


"Maxyn?" I could barely get my own name out over my laughter. "Since when do you know me as Maxyn? Nigga my name is Max."


"Maxyn you taking me as a fucking joke and I'm not laughing anymore." He said very calm which did scare me a small fortune. "I don't understand what the fuck you need from me."


"Need? Your right, I don't need anything from you at all! I'll walk around homeless, hungry, and poor before I ask you for anything."


"Then what the fuck do you want from me?" I can see he is hurt.


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