"Fuckkkk, it's not fair." Hot tears ran down my face. "I want him and it's not fairrr."
Ever wanted something you couldn't have?
Like some dick. I needed some dick soooo bad.
How dare he give me good dick and leave? Who does he think he is?
"Ughhh! Dick deprivation!" I layed back on my bed not bothering to wipe my face.
Zyir was on bed rest for medical reasons. I didn't feel like leaving my room so the only way we spoke was through FaceTime.
And the only time she called me was when she needed something so I didn't like talking to her.
Why can't someone call me and ask me how my day has been?
Yeah these past few days have been shitty, but who knows that? I don't even have anyone to call and tell that.
"And nobody wants to talk to me it's not fair." I pouted, crying all ugly.
My daddy checked up on me frequently. He always asked me how I was doing but u didn't feel like venting to him. I was still mad at him.
I got texts from everybody, telling me to keep my head up and that things were gonna be okay.
But didn't anyone want to talk to me just to hold a conversation? What was wrong with me? Do I cry too much? Am I annoying?
I sniffed and chuckled when I got the sudden urge to see how I looked when I cried.
I got up and walked to the bathroom and cut on the light.
"Omg ew." I scrunched my face up at my red eyes and snotty nose. I threw up a peace sign and stuck my tongue out before busting out laughing.
"I look ridiculous." I shook my head and cut the faucet on, running some water over my hands before splashing it all over my face.
The doorbell rung and I rolled my eyes because I did not feel like going down there to get it.
After I basically threw myself down all them stairs, I opened the door revealing DaeDae.
"Wassup sis?" He pulled me in for a hug. "How you?"
"I'm fine." I gave him a tight lipped smile. "Are you? Everything's okay with you?"
He let out a sharp sigh and I'll say he honestly looked tired as hell. "I'm surviving. Zyir and my baby doing fine so that's all that matters to me really."
"What about your mental health? When's the last time you got some sleep?"
He chuckled a little. "You always tryna help some damn body. I'm good foreal."
It was true. I was always trying to help somebody when I needed it the most.
"Arondae!" Zaza yelled.
"Yes baby?!" He sighed. "Ight lil sis imma fuck witcha. Stay up."
"I will." I nodded before turning around and locking the door.
You wasn't there when I was alone
Say that you care, when really you don't
"It's all in your actions, none of my fault! Cause I ain't the kind you put to the side whenever you want!" I sung horribly, walking back towards the stairs.
Once again, the doorbell rung and I just feel like this was the hardest I've ever rolled my eyes.
"Yes?" I asked irritability and frowned but quickly fixed my face when I seen Chauncey and Squirrel on the opposite side of the door with huge smiles on their faces.
TWENTY-FIVE.
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