"I don't understand why you always have to be such a bitch." He grits his teeth at me, looking me right in the eye. "I was only asking because I don't want to argue with you, but you honestly leave me no choice. Do you like getting under my skin?" He leans closer, and I hold back a breathe.
I'm katarina. My entire life I've had to put up with the one and only Wesley benson. Infuriating, annoying, crude, a jerk, pretty much everything that describes the most annoying thing to set foot on this earth. I don't understand what his problem is, but I don't mind because I always have something to say back to him. He's funny if he thinks he can have the last word.
What will happen to these stubborn two? will they fall in love, or have they always been in love? Fights, tears, laughter, love, pain, anger, passion.. any emotion, you name it.
Shanté: You were in her room, Jonathan!
Jonathan: Ok, ok, I understand that but-
Shanté: No, just shut up, ok! You hurt me. Badly. And-
Jonathan: You hurt me too, Shanté. Quit playing victim all the damn time.
Shanté: Well then I guess we shouldn't be together. We shouldn't talk, we shouldn't text, we shouldn't anything. We just might hurt each other again.
He tears up which causes me to tear up. I let my tears run down my face & he continues to fight his tears but there's one that's at the literal edge of his eye waiting to be free
Jonathan: ...but we're in love.
Shanté: Well we're just going to have to be in love from afar.
Jonathan: Shanté, I JUST got you back. Please. I can't...I can't lose you again.
The tear that was on the edge of his eye finally drops & another falls out the other. I look into the eyes I once fell in love with & force myself to say
Shanté: ...I can't do this anymore. *leaves*
🚨🚨🚨🚨Cuss words, sexual content, & n-word use🚨🚨🚨🚨
-I posted this story last year but decided to make a couple of changes🙂-
Ps - Every character in this story is black EXCEPT for Elizabeth😗✌️