Yup Our Mistake

Yup Our Mistake

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WpMetadataNoticeUltima pubblicazione mer, dic 30, 2015
I plop on the couch next to him trying to restrain my anger. "So your my dorm partner?" I ask trying to make it not sound like a question, but of course I fail. "No I just broke into the room and waited half an hour to get layed again" he says sarcastically, then comes the trade mark smirk. "Hey that was a mistake, we were both drunk" I say trying to contain my eye roll. "No, you were drunk I was sober" I stare at him, I must look like one of the cartoons off the tv, my jaw hanging. "What? So you took advantage of me, you grabbed a girl you know who has no interest in you then fuck her like the man whore you are" I ask feeling the urge to slap him. "Don't worry you wanted it, by the way you were great so is your body, I'd do it again any day" he said winking at me, that's it. Yep I let my eyes roll and shake my head. Asshole. I hear a baby crying, I turn to Brent who has already gone to the door. "SHIT! Belia?" I run to the door and see Brents niece in a basket with a note.
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"Bianca what the fuck was that?" David says to me as we walk inside his house. The whole car ride was silent, no one uttered a word and I don't know why. I hate silence. Silence allows the brain to think about a lot of shit over and over. He already had a lot of things replaying in his head. He probably thought about how to reply to my comments. He just had this whole conversation planned out already. "What was what?" I reply sitting down on the couch. I sigh of relief that I finally got a chance to take off my heels. "Y'all got something going on between y'all, don't y'all?" David replies standing up "I don't know what you're talking about" I unzip my jacket sitting it down beside me. I knew my nonchalantness would piss him off. "Bianca stop fucking playing with me" David spat back. He's not the type to raise his voice during an argument. You knew he was mad when he starts cursing at you and says your name all in the same sentence. "I'm not doing anything. I don't know what or who you're talking about David" I take out my phone and start to text Parish telling her how the event went. "You fucking Chris aren't you?" I just looked up at him making a stank face and then back down at my phone. "Hello? I'm talking to you" David stands in front of me. I wasn't in the mood to bicker back and forth with him right now. I could've just told him yes, but he didn't want to know the truth. He smacks my phone out of my hand. I look up at him "Are you fucking him?!" He yells at me and that took me off guard. "No!" I shout back at him. "Are we done yelling?" I ask calmly raising an eyebrow. "You think this shit funny?" He questions "Go home"

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