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💬 ❤️ queensasha: when your boyfriend said he'd be at your house by 6 but it's 6:30?? 😒
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Jdavis: how are you so hot girl omf jealous RyRy: ur makeup is on fleek fuck me up queensasha: fkin love you's @RyRy @jdavis Dempz: shit 😍 your boyfriend is one lucky man Montayy: damn sash 👌🏼👌🏼 queensasha: love you Mont 💋 @montayy jeffatkins: oofttt my princess is fine af 😏👑 queensasha: @jeffatkins get ur cute ass to my house 😇
the door bell to my house rang.
Opening the door I see my boyfriend of 2 years Jeff Atkins. "Look who decided to show up" I ranted sarcastically, crossing my arms and leaning against the door frame. "I'm sorry Princess, training ran overtime and coach confiscated my phone" he whined, hoping to break my facade. A small smile broke across my face as the nickname left his lips. He knew what it did to me and he knew that I'd forgive him instantly. With the pout leaving my lips I opened the door further and let him into my house. I could basically feel his smirk as I walked in front of him back to my comfy couch, where I threw myself down on it nuzzling my face into a pillow. "Have you had dinner yet, baby?" He asked once making himself comfortable on the couch next to me and slinging his arm around my waist. I nodded towards the nearly empty pizza box that littered the pristine, glass coffee table. "Can we just watch Netflix and then sleep, school was way too stressful today" I pleaded as I cuddle up to his side, planting a kiss on his neck. "Anything you want baby" he concluded, reaching for the remote and picking any romantic film he could find.
We sat in a comfortable silence for about 30 minutes, cuddled under a fluffy white blanket. With my head resting against his muscular shoulder, I was on the brink of sleep, but was awoken by the vibrations and iMessage notifications coming from Jeff's phone. Pretending to be asleep I slightly opened one of my eyes reading the messages that I found were from Angie Romero.
Angie and I were once best friends, all the way back in freshman year, but since I had started dating Jeff, she became insanely jealous and soon after exited my life with no explanation. Now-a-days she was known as 'easy' to some guys and a 'slut' to others. Constantly hearing these judgments made me question why Jeff was even texting her?
A small rage built up inside me and I lifted my head completely snatching his phone from his hands (ok, I admit I can be a crazy girlfriend), causing his head to snap straight up to where I sat clutching his phone, reading the messages. "What the fuck Jeff, are you serious?" I yelled.
Angry tears formed in my eyes as I read through a series of flirty messages. "Look Sash, I can explain" he innocently stated planting his hand on my wrist, begging for me to calm down. "no, no, no, NO! We are over I want you out of my house" I shouted so loudly the neighbours probably heard. He stood up defeatedly, grabbing his letterman jacket and sports bag and as he whipped his head around to look at me one last time and I instantly saw tears streaking his face. His stance begged for me to speak but I was too shocked and sat still staring at the floor. Finally he got the message and left my house, leaving me a huge, sobbing mess.
