Hold you down. ♥️ [Chresanto and Diggy love story]

Tia III

Tia's pov

I walked into the house, and hung my jacket on the coat hanger. I walked into the kitchen as Chresanto came in the house behind me. I watched him stuff something into his jacket pocket and walk upstairs. I rolled my eyes at the foolery. It could be a chance that he is storing these drugs in my house and I don't appreciate that at all. Like, I came from nothing to something. I work hard for everything that I own. On top of that, I feel even more stupid. He doesn't even love me, and I'm stupid enough to take him in and he's actually out here selling drugs.,
Once, I heard that he closed the bedroom door shut upstairs, I walked upstairs and entered the bedroom. He was on the phone. I just stood there and listened.
"Yeah, I got it for you.." He spoke, he noticed me and then said. "I gotta go, see you later." He spoke, before hanging up.
"Who was that?" I asked, curious.
"My homeboy." He said, putting his phone down on the bed. He walked over towards me, and tried to kiss me. I put my hand in front of my face to block his kiss.
"Damn, I can't kiss you..." He spoke, with a shocked face. I shook my head, no. "Stop acting like this, T." He said, grabbing my waist.
"You selling drugs again?" I asked, moving his hands away from my waist. He just looked at me uncaringly.
"Why does that matter?" He asked, I looked at him like he was stupid.
"What do you mean? I thought you stopped that shit a long time ago. So, when you tell me you're out at the studio. You're actually out selling drugs..." I spoke, angrily.
"At least, I'm bringing in extra money." He said, as he sat down on the bed.
"We don't need extra money, Chres. My job is paying these bills and everything else that we need." I said, his phone started ringing. I grabbed his phone before he could get to it.
"Hello." I answered.
"Who is this?" The person asked. I could tell it was female.
"Who is this?" I asked, back. Chresanto came over and took the phone from me. I looked at him like he was crazy.
"Hello, naw, don't worry about her, she-" I slapped him in the face, before he could even finish what he was about to say. He hung up the phone and pinned me down on the bed.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He asked.
"Who was that bitch?" I asked, trying to get out of his tight grip. "Is that the girl you really love?" I asked.
"Don't worry about it." He spoke. I tried to swing at him, but I failed hopelessly. "Chill, Tia." He said,
"Get the fuck out my house." I said, he didn't budge. "NOW." I spoke, as I pushed him off of me.

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Short but I had to update. 💜🙆