Insecure (Completed)

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Luckily, people started trickling in and Viv had to go help people find books. I was zoning out, checking people out on autopilot.

Then the doors opened and Tacoda Smith walked in. Or Cody, as he liked to go by. He was with Lamar, and both of them were friends of Trey. I didn't have a problem with Lamar, but Cody was a snake.

"So you dmed shawty?" Lamar was saying as they came in.

"Yeah, Trey gave me her Instagram. You know he smashing her friend Amari, the baddie. But Yaz cute too, she just don't be doing too much like most girls these days. She low key bad, her body is tight as fuck, all that running she do." Cody said as he headed for the Political Science section.

"You ain't lying. I peeped her ass yesterday."

"Yeah but anyway, I got her number last night but Camille came over and I forgot to text her." They got farther away and I could no longer make out their conversation but I had heard enough.

It was crazy to me that not only did Yaz refuse to hang out with me or give me her number, she actually gave her number to one of the biggest hoes at Unity. Even though Cody was only a sophomore, he was fucking everything. Matter of fact, he was fucking at least two professors. Nigga probably had diseases.

So not only was Yaz mean, she was dumb too if she couldn't spot game when it was being spit. Wasn't my problem. Although it hurt my pride a little that I was coming in second place to Cody's ass. Again.

When it was time to check Cody and Lamar out, Cody wanted to act like we was cool.

"What up Devonte," he said trying to give me dap. I just took his books from him.

"Find everything okay?" I growled.

"Oh it's like that? Bet," he said laughing. I tipped my head at Lamar to acknowledge him and he nodded back.

Shaking his head, Cody handed me his card and I speedily printed a receipt. Snake ass.

He walked his tall ass out the store and I went back to my daily grind. Since classes started Monday, the store started getting packed. I didn't have time to think on Yaz anymore.

At five o clock on the dot I was locking up and heading for Trey's car. I needed to see Bre. Bre lived a bit of a drive from campus since she dropped out of school at the end of last semester. She was from Indiana though, so she stayed in the house she was sharing with Heavenly, but Heavenly was cool. She didn't run her mouth and she wasn't nosey.

I was almost to the house when Trey called.

"What's up?"

"Nigga, you took my car?"

I laughed. This nigga was late as fuck. I took his car at 7:45 am, it was 5:30 pm.

"What's up?" I repeated.

"I was gonna go to the barbershop but since you wanna be childish I guess l'll go tomorrow," he grumbled.

"Why don't you get Amari's ass to take you."

"Shut up! Salty ass," he said.

I laughed and hung up. Soon I pulled up to Bre's house. It was small but neat, and the grass was neatly trimmed. I should know, since I trimmed it.
I got out and let myself in the house. Bre was not in the living room, but I didn't expect her to be. I knew exactly where she would be. It's where I found her, laid up in her bed, under the covers even though it was stifling.

"Tae?"

"Yeah." I put the McDonalds bag on the night stand and turned on the lights. Bre looked bad.

She was a beautiful girl, but the months of not eating much and staying in bed had worn down her appearance. Her once golden skin was pale and her usually sparkling eyes were hollow.

I kissed her cheek. "Bre baby, you gotta get up. You need some sun, and some food."

"I'm not hungry Tae. Can you sing to me?"

I took the smoothie I got her from McDonalds out of the bag and put the straw in. "I'll sing to you, but only if you drink some of this smoothie."

"Okay. But just a little, I'm not hungry."

Back when Bre and I were a couple, every song I wrote was about her. I think that's why they were so good, because she literally rocked my world in every way. I hated to see her like this, a shadow of who she used to be. Her family wasn't much help, they swore she was being dramatic and she needed to get over whatever it was that was bothering her.

That's why I had to come. Bre had no one else. Even Trey didn't know the real reason why I came to Bre's basically every day. He thought we were fucking. Besides me, her family and Monique, and Heavenly, no one knew how sick she was. Mostly because when she dropped out, people kind of forgot about her. They assumed she moved back in with her parents and they went on with life.

The stupid part was I had more reason to be mad at Bre then Trey did but he couldn't see that. So I was going to let him be mad, and when he stopped being mad, I would tell him the truth.

I got Bre to drink half the smoothie and then I sang to her, the first song I ever wrote for her. When I finished, I looked over, and saw she was sleep.

I glanced on the nightstand and I saw the picture she kept there, the one of us at prom. It was an old picture but we looked good, and I saw the way she smiled at me and the way I was looking down at her with love in my eyes and wondered why God tore our relationship apart.

A/N: Bet Bre got y'all shook! Bet y'all wasn't expecting that!