The First Arguement

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I was in the middle of playing with kaykay when my phone started ringing. My ringtone was so cute. It was chresanto saying I love you in diffrent languages. English, spanish, french, german and russian. Yup..... Oh my phone is ringinging still.

*phone convo*

???: lenesha where you at?

Lenesha: a friend's house.

I was totally, lying, rayray was never gonna be called my friend.

???: well you might wanna get home and see this.

Lenesha: see wh-

Before I could finish my sentence the person hung up.

kaykay: what happened?

Lenesha: im sorry kaykay but I have to go.

Kaykay: will you come back?

Lenesha: for you, of course.

Kaykay: here take this.

Lenesha: aww... No I couldn't take this, this is your princess crown.

Kaykay: keep it.

Lenesha: thx kay.

Kaykay: your welcome.

I grabbed my stuff and ran into the livingroom. It stinks! Someone must of had a serious case of gas. Both of them were sleeping. I could care less about ray, it's chresanto Im worried about. I go over to his counch he was knocked out on.

Lenesha: babe..

He doesn't answer. I start shaking him repeatedly.

Chresanto: huh?

Ok, so he talks in his sleep, that's understandable.

Lenesha: I gotta go, can you walk me home?

Chresanto: shhh....

Then he pull me on his lap and starts stroking my hair.

Chresanto: shh.... I'll find your kitty little girl.

Lenesha: what? c'mon I have to go home.

Then he wakes up. His eyes are bloodshot red.

Lenesha: chresanto, have you been smoking?

Chresanto: no.

Lenesha: then why'd I find this in your coat pocket?

Chresanto: what are you talking about?

Lenesha: do you not see this big ass bag of weed in my hand?!

Chresanto: alright calm down.... I was holding it for a friend.

Lenesha: yea and I was holding this for you! *slaps him*

Now his eyes are really red, from anger.

Chresanto: your my girl, not my mother! I burn when I want to. What, is it that time of month or something? Cuz I don't care about that perioud shit.

Lenesha: you know what? Im going home.

I throw the quarter pounder in his face and leave. I can't be with someone who cannot see his mistakes. I walked home alone. It was cold that night. To cold to be out with just a sweater.

Lenesha: god, why do you hate me? You bless me with a wonderful boyfriend and now he goes and does this? What have I done wrong? Can this day get any worse?

The sky starts to crack and it starts raining. just my luck!

Lenesha: great! Just fucking great! You done yet?

I guess not because after that it started raining harder.

Lenesha: I guess, I deserve this.

I walked the rest of the way home, in silence.

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I had finally reached my house. I knocked on the door and dad opened it.

Dad: he- why are you wet?

Lenesha: it was raining out.

Dad: oh. Go get dried up. I'll take you to a movie to get your mind off things.

Lenesha: gee thanks dad.

Dad: no problem.

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Well, that's it. I know it was boring, and short but theres more to come. well.......... ¡Adios!

-M£R¢£D£$™

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