"What the fuck gon' on?"
"Whatchu doin' in my crib, T?" He spoke bluntly to me as I sat there, forgetting everything I was supposed to say.
"I thought I told you I wun' fuckin' with you nomore."
"Bro." Deja spoke up, shaking her head but of course he didn't listen, he kept going.
"Na'.." He trailed off.
"The fuck you want?" He asked again while I sat there quietly.
"You aborted my fuckin' seed and I told you I ain't wan' shit else to do withchu, T."
"So gon' head, get the fuck outta my spot before we have a problem in this bitch."
"Dominic." I called, wanting him to stop.
"Yo, Deja. Get shawty out the crib before I really hurt her." He went onto say to her, ignoring me and she simply sat there, looking at him.
"You're so hurt, you don't even want to listen." I finally spoke up as he stood there scolding me.
"Ain't shit for you to say. I don't wun' hear shit."
"Dominic, stop." I told him and he scoffed.
"You want to play tough but you know it doesn't work with me. So just stop."
"You got a fuckin' abortion, Tiana. This shit over with." He went on, making me sigh.
"Ain't shit you can do or say to me no more."
"Nigga, shut the fuck up and listen to the damn girl." Deja ended up snapping, making me look over to her with relieved eyes.
"You won't even let her talk and you know she scary so she gon' let you continue to do the shit." She went on as I looked over to him.
"Can we just go upstairs and talk?" I went onto ask him and he shook his head.
"Na', say whatchu gon' say then get out my crib, T." He spoke bluntly and I sat there swallowing the lump in my throat.
"Man, let me go back outside before I get mad." Deja ended up saying.
"Nigga acting like a fuckin' female." She went on, making her way out and he flagged her while she did.
"Say watchu gon' say, ma. I got shit to do." He went on and I shook my head, looking at the person he'd become to me.
"You're so hurt and you're trying to mask your feelings but you know I can see right through all that." I said to him and he wouldn't even look me in the eyes.
"You gave me money to get an abortion but you didn't even want me to get an abortion, Dominic. Do you now see how stubborn you can be?"
"You said you wun' tryn' have a baby with me so I gave you what the fuck you wanted." He spoke sternly, making me shake my head.
"But you know I said that out of anger, just like you gave me the money out of anger." I said to him.
"Yo, T. I ain't tryn' hear this."
"I gave you the bread, you got the abortion, what more you want from a nigga?" He asked, still not even looking at me and I couldn't help but to shake my head.
"I didn't get the abortion, Dominic." Was all I said as I stood to my feet and his hard demeanor then went soft. But it was far too late, I was ready to go. He'd turned me off quicker than I'd thought he would.
