"Why are you so worried about me in the first place, Shawn? Huh-tell me. Because ever since I got with Santos, all you care about is-" "Why am I worried about you? I'm worried because my best friend is chasing after niggas that don't want her! And it's not the first time, but whenever I have a concern I'm being clingy! I didn't know it was clingy to care about you. All you do is get with people who never really have interest in you and when you get hurt, it becomes my problem! All you care about is yourself, your selfish ass...I been here for 15 years! Don't you think I'm tired of you crying to me about them? You've been looking for the perfect love story when in reality that shit ain't real. It ain't never gon' be real if you keep lookin' past what right in front of you..." There was a gut wrenching silence. "Shawn. You know how I feel about you-" " Not anymore. After the fame it seems like all you want is more credit to your name. You forgot about us...so don't tell me I know how you feel, 'cause I don't." He spat in anger. "Shawn ,what we had...it's still there. I just thought we had both agreed to explore other things in this world." "But we agreed not to lose ourselves in all of this too." "I don't know what you want me to do! I'm trying here, I really am but everything I do is wrong. So, you tell me-" "Nah. I'm tired of tellin' yo ass. You ain't gon' learn till I leave you alone, Kay." " So what you sayin? You just gon' brush me off?" "Until you get your act right, yeah. I told you from jump, don't let fame be the reason I walk away."