"Oh shit." Dej laughed as this bitch ass nigga slumped over in the chair. I did it over and over again before Dej pulled me away from him.
"Come on, bro." She said as blood started leaking from his mouth.
"Na', I'm tryn' kill this nigga, bro." I admitted, pushing her away from me.
"Yo, Dom."
"Stop."
"Na', they got me fucked up." I cocked the gun back and she roughly pushed me to the wall.
"Dom, chill." She went on.
"Yo, Deja."
"Gon' ahead yo before I hurt your ass too." I told her seriously, tryna make my way back over to this nigga but she was holding me tight.
"Dom, look. I know how you feel bro."
"But just chill. You gon' get locked the fuck up if you kill his white ass. No questions asked."
"It ain't worth it." She went on, trying to talk me out of it.
"It ain't worth it." She continued and I shook my head, feeling tears coming to my eyes. I was bitching right now, hearing that shit did something to my soul.
"Look." She spoke sternly as I looked up at the ceiling.
"Look at me!" She yelled, making me look down at her as she roughly held me up against the wall.
"That bitch ain't worth it, she's done. Fuck her."
14.
Tiana
Two weeks later
But never will I ever not wish you well.
Though we're not together, God bless you still.
It's gonna get better, I know it will.
Just hope you know, I still. I'll pray for you, I'll pray for you.
I'll pray for you, I'll pray for you.
"I pray." I sang softly in the car, making my way to school. Jhene Aiko's music and my happy memories with Dominic were the only thing keeping me sane right now.
I was still without a phone but I had my peace and my sanity for now and that's all that really mattered for me. Taking time to heal and letting Dom do the same was the only thing that mattered.
Of course I wanted us back together but he needed time and I understood that. I made messed up choices so my only option right now was to give him his space. Though I did fight the urge to pop up at his house everyday these passed two weeks but nonetheless, I understood.
About ten minutes later, I was pulling up to my school and the parking lot was crowded as usual.
"Four and a half more months of this mess." I said to myself as I quickly parked, cut the engine then got out of my car.
"Hey, T." Someone called me, making me turn around as I hit the locks with my car key.
