I was sitting in my room when i got a text from my boyfriend telling me to open the door. I hesitated for a moment remembering my dads warnings about opening the door when he was not there... Wich he wasn't. He was probably out at a bar getting a new girl to fuck. I ignored his warning and made my way downstairs. Besides i can trust Macon (my bf) to never hurt me or steal, thoes were the mane reasons i liked him. I went down stairs and opened the door to see Macon in the doorway looking at his shoes muttering to himself. "Hey Amia" he said with a smirk. "Hey" i said a little shy. " can i come in" he asked. "Sure". We went over to the couch and sat there in akward silence. "Soo" i began to speak. "What brings you here this late at night". "Oh right, i um... Wanted to talk to you about something". For a second i thought he was ganna break up with me but... "Amia i wanted to talk about" he started. "Well i umm... I wanted uhh... Ok i wanted to talk about...
