As I got done washing dishes, I straightened up my apartment a bit and hopped in a hot shower to start my day.
After I got out my shower, I got dressed, fixed my hair up, and put on a little bit of makeup. Then I flicked myself up in the mirror and posted the picture to Instagram.
I usually don't wake up this early, but since Bryson was here I had to wake up before him since I don't know him like that for him to be chillin' in my house while I'm still sleeping. I always have my guard up and prepared for every situation.
Ever since my parents both died, I always kept my guard up because now I'm left in this world by myself. I never had any other family besides my mom and dad, but they both got taken from me. So now that I'm left in this world alone I have to protect my own self at all cost.
As I'm doing the final touches to my makeup, my phone lights up and dings, telling me that I got a text message. As I click on the notification, it's a text from an unknown number.
I read the message and ask who it is.
I gave Bryson my number about two hours ago right before he left, I'm surprised that he's texting me already this early on.
I locked his name in my phone and began texting him back a couple minutes later after I completely finished my makeup.
I don't know what Brysons intentions are, but I honestly have nothing better to do today. School is out since it's the weekend and I'm still working on finding a job since I quit my job last week because I was the only black girl working there, and all my co-worker were lowkey racist. So my schedule is pretty free for a while until I find a new job.
I don't have time for a relationships right now since school is kicking my ass and most of my time is spent studying, but today I'm bored in the house and since I usally spend all my time studying, it would be nice to go out and take a little break from this school shit. And plus it's the weekend. And weekends were made to have fun.
I wish I never agreed. I wish I would've just left him alone. The way my life came downhill after the mistakes I made with him scarred me... for life.Published 6/10
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