roddy ricch- decisions

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"speak up" he said

"i said i don't have shit to say to you, did you hear me that time or do i needa repeat it" i said excessively loud

"calm that yellin shit down" he told me

"you wanted me to speak up right, so that's what i'm doin" i said in his face

"chill the fuck out" he choked me seductively

"no get the fuck off that make-up sex shit is going to work every fuckin time rodrick." i moved away from him

"who said that's what the fuck i was tryna do"

"that's whatchu do every fuckin time you get caught up in some shit" i yelled

"well maybe if yo ass would let a nigga talk i wouldn't have to dick you down to get my point across"

"don't try to pin this shit on me"

"well it's not my fault, you always sayin you about communication but, don't neva let my ass explain and talk when the time come"

"because there shouldn't be a reason you have to explain yourself every week becuase something else happened and you got caught up in it"

"yes the fuck there is because you over exaggerate and if i don't tell you then you wanna get loud and argue like you doing now"

"i have a reason to be sitting here angry, you're a piece of shit who can't own up to their responsibilities"

"what the fuck am i not owning up too. i tell you everything. i don't hide anything from you that's worth telling but, every time i do try to tell you or do something for you it's not enough. i wanna take you shopping or out to eat, you don't wanna go. i try to take you out and spend time you wanna go home after five minutes, what the fuck am i supposed to do"

"the shit you hide from me, the shit you do to me, you embarrassed the fuck outta me today, you let girls touch up on you and speak to me any type of way, you givin girls your number, girls that you used to have connections with, i seen it all. you don't give a fuck about me, you've been acting so fucking different towards me and instead of givin me reassurance, or even checking on me, i tell myself im the problem when it's really you" i yelled

"while you be all up in your phone or sleepin peacefully i'm either blaming myself for not being good enough, or crying my eyes out. you don't hold me no more, you don't kiss me, compliment me, tell my you love me nothing. you don't put effort into us anymore. it's just me and i'm not in a relationship by myself but, it feels like i am" i cried

"you literally put your hands on me and bruised me and when one of your little hoes put her hands on me you didn't check on me if anything you tried to check me like i was wrong. but, i defend myself and the first thing you do is step in the way and defend her. but i'm angry and upset for no reason. i don't wanna go out to eat because i haven't ate in weeks"

"i have a fucking eating disorder starving myself for you, to be good enough. i don't wanna go out because i don't wanna embarrass you and even when i do try and put on a smile and think oh we can finally spend time together it's always something else has your attention. and i try to hang in there for you because i know you're busy and what you do isn't easy but, i'm to the point where i don't how much longer i can keep doing this for you"

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