𝓢𝓞ℱ𝑇𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘪 𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘢

˚ ⁺ ๋₊ #𝓒ℋ𝓐𝓟𝑇𝓔ℛ 𝘰𝘯𝘦 ⋆

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚘.

"BRO WHAT THE FUCK?" the confused girl
mumbled to herself staring at her phone she held in
her hands. she scanned the picture multiple times
thinkin she just saw it wrong or sum

she exited instagram heading over to the phone app
to call her boyfriend, jah. after a few calls the boy
picked up, connecting the video call seeing an

already teary eyes girl. "jah, tell me what i just saw
isn't true bro." she muttered feeling her stomach spin,
scared what he was to say next. the boy held
his phone to the point where you could

only see him looking down at the phone as he
was in his car. he kissed his teeth after a few seconds
"mmtch yana fuck you talkin bout?" the boy

spat, attitude laced in his voice

— as usual.

"nigga you know what the fuck I'm talkin bout.
ya new bitch posted a pic of yall layed up together and
shit." she felt her eyes water even more as she
blinked quick trying to not let the tears fall

what do i do wrong? am i not good enough
for you? the girls thoughts were endless whilst
the call she'll never forget went on.

"nah you overreacting bro." the boy scoffed feeling
the need to lace his words in a laughing tone aswell.
upsetting the girl even more because no way
he found this shit funny?

the girls tears ran down her cheeks as she wiped
them away one after the other.

"jah bro what happened to you? ever since you
joined that gang shit and started living that lifestyle
you changed. in the worse fuckin way possible."

she seethed through her teeth which had a few
decorated with pink gems

jah was her first love. the person she thought she'd
deadass make her forever love, but she's the type
to get attatched easily.

"nah yana your mad dick ridin. fuckin that bitch
didn't mean shit, how you finna cry ova that?"
he laughed not even focusing on the girl anym
-ore.

"i poured out ma heart to you, tried to save our
relationship everytime you fucked up!" yana mumbled
"what did i do jah? for me to deserve this? am i
not good e-"

"shut the fuck up with that crying shit yana. all you
do is cry bitch, and no ya not fuckin good enough n
you neva will be. get that into ya fucking head."

the girls throat suddenly closed up, that feeling when
you wanna say something but your crying and
you know your voice will come out mad shaky