Dealing Dirty Dimes

I should have know that nigga was no good, from the moment I caught him and Cassidy all hugged up on my bed. I wanted to rip her throat out from the way she carried herself around him. Out of breath I slowed down from my morning run so I could clear my thoughts. I just kept telling myself, "Giana you're better than this." Thinking back to what my momma would always say, "Gigi if you lay down with dogs, you'll get up with fleas." In her deep southern accent. Being away from her was so hard because times like these made me miss her even more. But I knew that she would just tell me to keep God first and focus on my school work. As I walked back to my apartment I felt my phone vibrating on my arm strap it stayed in while I ran. It was Brian, I sent his ass straight to voicemail. He didn't have shit else to say to me after this stunt he just pulled. How could he, with my best friend? So many questions and not enough answers.