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Melanin

Melanin

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"Shakyra don't get me wrong your beautiful" I mentally roll my eyes at his comment as he tries to make up for his so called "mistake"... *Flashblack* "Babygirl you pretty for a brown skin", hold on did this yellow bum ass nigga just say... " really nick for a brown skin you really know how to use your words". A sense of regret appears in his eyes but it's too late now "shakyra I didn't mean it like that I just like my girls lighter than you but you still my bestfriend babygirl". Ahhh nah this nigga got me all the way fucked up "Nick we ain't bestfriends and I ain't your babygirl because my skin tone doesn't fit your fucking preference so goodbye". As I started to walked away my eyesight became blurry due to the tears forming,reluctantly whispering to myself "Nahmir was never gonna be shit..fuck that yellow bitch" as I wiped my tears Mia and Deja ran up to with a pity face and that's what I hate pity. "Shakyra" Mia said in a soft tone " we heard what happened..". Deja looked at me then spoke "fuck him alright KyKy fuck him" she's right fuck him.
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"Get out," he sighed. "N-" I got out. "Nah, you can go," he shook his head. "Babe," I called out, but he wasn't having it. "I fucking risked my life trying to protect you. I almost died trying to save you! And when I couldn't, I sat by your side everyday until you could recover! Get the fuck outta here witfh that no contact shit," he shook his head. "B-but," I sobbed. "Nah, Sage," he shook his head. "I attended your stupid relationship therapy sessions hoping you'd at least give me a chance. You asked me to choose, and I chose you. It didn't even feel like a choice! I always put you first! You still won't give me a fucking chance. What more do you want from me? Huh?" "Your forgiveness," I replied, a tear escaping my eye. "Forgiveness?" he chuckled while shaking his head. He took something up and flung it at the door again. "God, Sage," he shook his head. "Please, just leave. Maybe then I can stop hurting." "Nick," I sobbed, but he wouldn't even look at me. "You obviously don't care how I feel. You're gonna do you no matter what. I honestly expected better from you," he said. "Just get the fuck out my face."

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