i grabbed his face to look at me.


Bryson: what?(laughs)


Hensley:I hate when you talk all depress and shit......stop thinking about the past, and focus on the future(laughs)


Bryson:Nah....i don't move like that....


Hensley:Look, things happen in life bryson, and people make mistakes...and thats ok. It just matters that you learn from what you did wrong and learn from it. think of it as a learning lesson, not a fail


Bryson nodded and looked away from me.

i knew he wasnt hearing what i was saying.


Bryson:funny how you always put me in check(laughs)


i laughed to.

i bent down and pecked bryson on the lips.


me and bryson kept talking some more until his phone started ringing.

I saw the caller ID pop up and saw it read "Naomi" 

i rolled my eyes and got off bryson and out the bed, and headed into the bathroom to start my shower.


Bryson:Hey babe........yes I'm sorry I'm at Quees house..........i been busy we was working on something.....(looks back at Hensley in the bathroom) no I'm not in new york who told you that??.......the media?........baby I'm in Miami...........please stop yelling............im on my way home ok??......bye.


I heard bryson hang up the phone.

i just rolled my eyes.

Bryson walked into the bathroom.


Bryson:Hey, i got to go Naomi trippen......


i just nodded.

im not gone lie i was mad bryson was leaving me and going home to that bitch.

but that is his girlfriend.

and I'm just dumb for sleeping with him.

the same way i feel about that bitch sleeping with bryson when me and his was together, is the same way she's going to feel when she finds out i slept with him.

Even though revenge feels sweet, I'm no better than her.

and what was the point of sleeping with him? a in the moment thing?

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