Aaliyah
"Who riding with us?" I asked.
"Not us, seem like y'all need time alone" Woo said as he scratched his head and they walked to the car they came in.
Jesus.
I looked at key and he looked a lil mad.
He opened my door and helped me get in the car. He closed the door and walked to the other side and got in. He pulled out the lot.
It got quiet asf.
"Um u not gon play no music?" I asked him.
"Nah. You know what, let's listen to some music" he said as he grabbed his phone and played Poetic Pain.
I grabbed his phone and unconnected it. I grabbed my phone and connected it and played Jhené Aiko.
He turned the song off.
"Why we cant listen to Poetic Pain?" He asked.
I looked at the window.
"I know you hear me talking to u" he said as he stopped the car.
"Why the fuck would I wanna listen to that?" I asked.
"Before u came to Atlanta with me, did u have any contact with him?" Key asked me.
I ignored him. Here we go now.
"ANSWER ME" he yelled.
"Uhh okay so baby don't yell at me the fuck. Ian Gotta answer shit, ion never question u about hoes I see in yo phone so don't do that" I said as I opened the door and I got out.
Kaliyah and nem stopped behind me and got out the car.
"Y'all good?" Fat asked.
"Nah" I said.
"Did u fuck him?" He asked me as he walked to me.
"I mean he did pop my cherry but if u talm bout recent then no......." I said.
Or did I?☕️
"So why the fuck he makin a song about you and he still coming around you?" He asked.
"Why the fuck u liking crackhead pictures on Twitter?" I clapped back and I pulled my screenshots out. "I can't fucking control where the fuck he goes or who the fuck he make a song about".
"You knew the shit was about you, that's why the fuck u walked out while it was playing and you acting like Ian see y'all ass eyeing each other down the whole night. First u went to go speak, Second u eyeing him down, what's next?? You fucking him?"
"NIGGA I LEFT CUZ I HAD TO FUCKING PEE" I yelled.
"Okay that's enough. U don't need to be doing allat while u pregnant" Kaliyah said as she came to grab me.
"No move" I told her as I turned back towards him. "You insecure as fuck, thats yo fucking problem. I stay fronting like we do fucking picture perfect, WE ARENT! Yo ass is controlling, I can't even fucking look at a nigga without u assuming shit. HE WAS IN THE PICTURE BEFORE U, if I'm with yo ass what the fuck is the problem?? He got a bitch and I HAD a Nigga. I wish I never got pregnant by u, my child don't need a insecure ass father".
