Trust Issues

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Your P.O.V:

I was sitting on the hood of my car, thinking back on the events that lead me here.

"I can't believe you did this to her!" someone yelled in my bedroom which made me freak out and fall off. Quickly getting up, I see Ally, Dinah, and Normani, staring me down with hatred in their eyes.

"What's the matter?" I ask as I feel sudden anxiety hit me like a truck.

"This." Ally says as she chucks a magazine at me. I grab it quickly and look at the cover.

On it was a picture of 'me' making out with my best friend, Jenna Marbles.

My heart rate increases as my anger rises.

"What the hell is this?!" I yell at them. Normani flinches a little and looks over at ally and dinah to see them still unfazed.

"Was Lauren not good enough for you?!" Dinah yells back and my eyes dart every which way, when I notice that she wasn't in the room.

"Where is she?!" I yell

"In the other room, and don't even try to go see her! She wants you out Y/n!" Dinah pushes me out of the room and I look over to see lauren watching.

"Lauren..." she looks down and a tear escapes and cascades down my cheek.

Ally took at notice to this and her face goes into confusion.

Dinah is still unfazed.

"Can I show you something before I leave?" I ask lauren and she hesitates but soon nods.

I walk up to her and put the magazine in her hands. Soon I turn back around and start walking down the stairs.

"When have I ever worn a dress?" I ask and the room goes silent as I continue walking down to the middle of the stairs. When I reach it I look up to see dinah still looking at me coldly.

"When have I ever had a tan on my arms?" I ask and Dinah's face drops to realization and so does Ally's and Normani's.

I continue walking and reach the bottom of the stairs, grabbing my keys and jacket, putting it on and opening the front door.

"I am 5'4. Jenna is 5'6. When have I been taller than her?" A chorus of gasps is heard as I close the door and dash to my car, soon racing off as the girls run out of the house.

She doesn't trust me..."

Its been a couple hours since then and I have been sitting here ever since. I left my phone there so they probably have been trying to contact me.

I hope off my hood and put a song on, soon going back to my original spot, I sigh and listen to the song.

"(Uh) Aww yeh, aww yeh
Call up I'm drinking...let's
Let's call up um (Uh)

All I care about is money and the city that I’m from
I’ma sip until I feel it, I’ma smoke it 'til it’s done
And I don’t really give a fuck, and my excuse is that I’m young
And I’m only getting older somebody should've told ya

I’m on one
Yeah, fuck it, I’m on one
Yeah, I said I’m on one
Fuck it, I’m on one
A strong one

Two white cups and I got that drink
It could be purple, it could be pink
Depending on how you mix that shit
Money that we got, never get that shit

'Cause I’m on one
Fuck it I’m on one
Oh yeah
Oh yeah

You know what I like, oh yes, oh yeah
Oh yes, Oh yeah
Oh yes, Oh yeah

You know what I’m sipping, I teach you how to mix it
But you’re the only one, 'cause I don’t trust these bitches
I don’t, I don’t trust these bitches
They might catch me slippin’
So you’re the only one, 'cause I don’t trust these bitches
They might, they might catch me slippin’ and put in something different
So you're the only one
'Cause I don’t trust these bitches
I don’t, I don’t trust these bitches
They might catch me slippin’
So you’re the only one

Oh Oh, trust issues
Oh Oh, trust issues
Oh Oh, trust issues
Oh Oh oh ooh

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Let's call up I’m drinking, let's all get wasted
I’m drinkin’, let's all get faded

Drizzy Drake, check me out
Coming live from the motherfucking north side
Kick game, run game, run it real good
But never ever have my bitches sittin’ court side
Same nigga that you knew way back when
You actin’ like it’s somebody you don’t know
Tell me how the fuck we supposed to stay friends
When you got a bunch of feelings that you don’t show
I can tell, I can tell, I can tell certain people don’t like me no more
New shit don’t excite me no more
Guess they don’t really make ‘em like me no more
Uh, you can look me in my eyes and see I ain't myself
'Cause if ya what I created then I hate myself
But still, let them girls in,
And tell 'em all leave their cell phones on the table where we see ‘em
I’m all day with it man, AM to the PM
Niggas hatin’, I just wish they would say it when I see em all

That's that shit that drives me crazy
And it’s all that I’ve been gettin’ lately
And it’s probably why I’m scared to put the time in
Women wanna fuck like they’re me and I’m them
Looking for some things that I think I can find in you, in you

Oh Oh, trust issues
Oh Oh, trust issues
Oh Oh, trust issues
Oh Oh oh oh

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Let's call up I’m drinking, let's all get wasted
I’m drinkin’, let's all get faded
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Call up on drinking, let's call up"

I suddenly felt a body lay next to mine, and I knew exactly who it was...

"Lau-"

"I was scared."

"What?"

"I was scared. I was scared that you didn't love me anymore. I was scared that you never loved me. I was scared that you would leave and take half of my heart with you... I was scared that I would have to say goodbye to the love of my life."

I stayed silent for a moment and snuggle her close to me.

"I'm not leaving." I say after a few moments and I kiss her forehead.

She bursts into tears and hugs me tightly, I hug her back, just as a tight.

I'm never running away from us, again.

Not more trust issues.

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