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In which some things can never go great for you...

In which some things can never go great for you

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"I can't take my eyes off you"

I step out of the car, ready to start drinking and forget about the night before. My boyfriend, Ty, dumped me for being a "good girl" cause I didn't want to have sex. Ridiculous right?

I step in the crowded ass house.


There were too many people in this damn house. And some people I didn't even invite. For example, the nigga trying to drink beer upside down.

"Aye, Ain't none of that!" I walk over to them.

"What nigga? We just trying to have fun" he stands up right.

"First of all, don't say nigga cause you not black. And this ain't one of them frat boy white people parties. So if you wanna do that, walk ya lil ass up outta here" I say.

Him and his little friends walk out. I roll my eyes.

"Aye Chris man why you kickin' people out?" Red comes up to me.

"You invited some of these motha fuckas?" I ask in disbelief.

"Yeah? Why not" I roll my eyes and look to the side.

My eyes light up when I see a girl. She just stood out. She looked like a lost puppy. She was so beautiful.

"Aye man. CHRIS!" I turn my attention back to red.

"What?" I look back at him but I still wanted to look at this girl so I looked back to her.


I was looking for some drinks when I feel a tap on my shoulder.

"Aye shawty you tryna dance?" I turn around to see some guy who was obviously drunk.

"Um... no thanks" I turn around but I feel him pull me back.

"You gon dance with me wether you like it or not" he grips my wrist.

"GET OFF OF ME!" I yell at him, trying to get out of his grip.

He doesn't say anything, he just starts dancing.

"GET OFF" I start to cry cause nobody could hear, the music was blasting, I felt claustrophobic, and I was rapped when I was seven and it went down similarly to this but just by my stepdad.

"Help!" I yell crying.

I feel his other hand slap over my mouth. "Shut yo dumbass up" he forces me to walk with him.


Red was rambling on and on to me about some girl. I look over but I don't see the girl anymore. She was gone. I was lil salty cause I wanted to talk to her... get to know her.

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