DIAMONTÈ POV
The gun shots fire right after Justin tells me shit is about to go down at this party.
"Oh shit!" He shouts ducking.
He grabs my hand and we run to his car.
I spot Angel getting in her car and speeding off.
"Justin what the hell was that?" I ask out of breath.
"D, shot someone, probably Jesse." He explains driving fast.
"Where are we going? My house is that way!" I shout.
"Moe, I'm taking the back way, but we gotta go somewhere safe! So grab some clothes and your usual shit and come back!" He says.
"Where we gonna go?" I ask.
"Somewhere Safe." He says the goes quiet.
"Damn It Justin if your gonna take me somewhere at least tell me!" I say.
Justin looks at me shocked, "I don't know why you care anyways, you have a boyfriend."
I stare at him shocked, he just mocked me, out of jealousy.
"That doesn't mean I don't care! Goddamn, Justin, I just meet you and your giving me problems." I snap.
"I'm giving you problems? Oh really!" He says pettily.
"Yes really!" I shout.
"I don't know why you catching an attitude, Diamontè." He shouts.
"You the main goddamn reason I'm catching an attitude!" I shout.
"Ion even know why I'm arguing with you." He says.
"Nigga, you know why!" I say.
"Shut up Diamontè, I'm done." He says.
"Whatever." I mumble.
Why am I arguing with him like he's my boyfriend or something.
We pull up to my house and we both gather our stuff silently without saying a word to each other.
I come back downstairs with two bags, one with my kicks and one with my clothes and hair stuff.
"You don't need all that." He says stifly.
"You don't know what I need, and yeah I do, it's called being a female." I say sitting on the couch.
"Well, I'm a male so, I wouldn't know." He snaps.
"Then don't tell me what I need and don't need." I snap back.
Why are we fighting?
My phone buzzes, Jacquese posted a picture with him and some other girl grinding up on him.
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@killa_jq: getting sum thickkkk girls 2nite
@destinybabiii: ummmm cheating? u is not loyal, nigga.
@bigbanztrey: @Queen Diamontè finna kick ur ass moe 🤦🏽♂️
Justin must notice because he softens up, "You good."
I shake my head, "Let's just go, alright."
"Okay." He says grabbing his bag.
I lock up and we head to his car, on the drive we are quiet, unti, Justin starts asking stuff.
"You good?" He asks.
"Mhmm." I say.
"You sure?"
"Yes."
"You sure?"
"DAMN IT, IM GOOD JUSTIN SHUT UP!" I shout.
Justin checks his Instagram and sees the post, his facial expression falls.
"Is it this?" He asks holding up his phone.
I crumble and cry, "Yes!"
Justin eyes widen, "Oh shit."
I cry all the way there, Justin's hand stay on my thigh for the whole ride.
We pull up to a house in the middle of nowhere.
"It'll be just us, for safety reasons." He says.
Inside is beautiful, it's like a quiet cabin look to it.
"Diamontè, he doesn't deserve a girl like you." Justin tells me.
And that stays in my mind all night.
