I M A G I N E S G A L O R E

Break Up Make Up. O3

@Werkinit said "noooo WHAT AM I DOING ?!?! GIRL IF YOU DONT TAKE HIS FINE ASS BACK" 😂😩

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3 days later...

"Okay, will you please email that document to me?" Y/N spoke on the phone as she paced back and forth.

She was interrupted by multiple knocks on her hotel door so she walked towards it to answer, slightly irritated at the fact that people didn't respect the Do Not Disturb sign.

"Okay, I'll be in tomorrow, you can just leave the files on my desk, okay-"

"Why the hell do they have the sign if it's not going to work?" She groaned to herself while opening the door.

"I'll call you back, Malik- Bryson?!" Her face was stuck between being surprised and agitation. She hung up the phone and crossed her arms.

"Please talk to me?" He said.

His brown orbs stared holes into Y/N's face, causing her heartbeat to increase. The effect this man had on her...

"As you can see, I'm busy. I'm working on a really big case and I'm pretty sure I made myself clear." She said.

Y/N's rationale was always her first response.

"It's been three days, you ain't answering my calls, I'm assuming that's because I changed my number ?"

"You did?"

"Iris' crazy ass wouldn't stop a texting and calling me. It's been 3 days baby, I miss you."

Y/N paused for a second before stepping aside to let him in. She stared at his tall figure. White tee. Sweats. Baseball cap and Air Jordan 1s. Classic Bryson.

"Well... I miss you too."

"Let's go home then," he said, with his hands on the small of her back, leaving kisses all over her, as usual.

She pulled his face and kissed him, making them fall on the bed

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Bryson and Y/N, all made up again, walked into their house as a unit. Y/N decided to come back because she realized how petty she was getting, and she loved him, of course.

"Imma go put your bags upstairs." Bryson said.

"Alright, I'll get started on that wine..." she playfully stuck her tongue out, making Bryson chuckle.

He went up and opened the door to their bedroom.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" He yelled. He was more annoyed than scared or freaked out.

In front of him, laid a nude Iris on his bed. The bed he shared with his girlfriend.

"Surprise..." she smirked.

"Baby? You okay?!" Y/N yelled from downstairs.

"Y/N call the damn cops!" Bryson said. "Yo, how'd you even get in?! Are you crazy?!"

At this point he stood a safe distance away from her, not wanting to hold her or move her. Just awkwardly making hand gestures. 

"What's wrong?!" Y/N asked, almost out of breath. She instantly lost her mind at the sight.

"Okay now you got me fucked up!" She said through gritted teeth as Iris covered herself with the silk sheets.

Y/N climbed into her, throwing punches. Iris was caught between defending herself and holding up the sheets that covered her body.

Bryson attempted pulling Y/N off but was hit in the lip by Y/N's elbow, making him bleed.

"Bitch, let go off me!" Iris yelled.

"Didn't ya mama teach some manners?! What level of disrespect is this?!" Y/N yelled, still beating her up.

Bryson finally regained his full consciousness and lifted Y/N off Iris, making her legs dangle in the air.

"Yeah, watch how the police gon' arrest you for battery now!" Iris yelled.

"Well yo ass is getting locked up for breaking and entering! Try me again, bitch, I'LL KILL YOU!" Y/N screamed.

She fought with all her might to get out of Bryson's grip but he held tighter.

The door was unlocked so the police came upstairs, searching around while armed.

Iris immediately threw a fit, massaging her now blue eye.

"Officer, help, she tried to kill me!" She cried.

"No, she broke into our house, Officer. We found her on the bed naked." Bryson said in between shaky breaths, due to Y/N still demanding to get out of his grip.

"Let me go so I can finish her off!"

"Please relax Miss, and you-"

"Her name's Iris Jackson."

"Iris Jackson, you're under arrest for breaking and entering and invasion of privacy." The officer said as he cuffed her.

"There's footage of it too."

"I'll be checking that." The other officer said as Iris was forced down the stairs.

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"I'm sorry about your lip." Y/N said as she softly dabbed on it with an ice pack, making him hiss.

"It's okay, and I ain't know you had hands like that, damn." He replied as they laughed.

"That bitch make me angry, and I'll do it again if I have to." She replied as she clicked her tongue, getting irritated again.

"I'm sorry." He replied in all seriousness.

She got in between his legs, where he was sitting on the counter, and continued on his busted lip.

"It's okay. We just gotta work on our communication."

"I agree, but there's another way we can work on it..." he wiggles his eyebrows, making her roll her eyes.

"Gosh, don't you get tired?" She laughed.

"Never that baby. Never that."

The End. ❤️
Iris is crazy as hell. I would've shot her ass in the foot. 😂