Perfectly Misconcepted

The Talk

Essence

Latrell is my baby, I swear I love him. I'm so glad I called his number, the best decision I made. But I feel like he's not being 100% with me, I just feel like he has something that he is hiding...something that's not good.Mmmm, I guess its just me-I be trippin at times...

Lea

I'm just going to wait to call him, when I'm truly ready. Until then I'm finna take my ass to sleep...

*Next Morning*

"We're like diamonds in the sky, shine bright like a diamond".... Beep! Beep! Beep

Wah the hell! I hate this damn alarm! Ugh I  gotta get up and go to this damn job! Like I feel that this is not gonna be my damn morning...

I'm finna turn 18 soon and I really need to start looking for apartments, cause I have niggahs at my house any damn time I please! Especially Latrell....

Latrell

*Latrell calls Essence*

Latrell: Wassuh babe

Essence: Hey baby, I'm just at the mall looking at clothes for this party I'm going to.

Latrell: What party?

Essence: Ummm, one of my friends party.

Latrell: What friend?

Essence: Ummm, mmm well...

Latrell: Gon head and tell me who the fuck it is.

Essence: My ex Brandon....

Latrell: Brandon? Your ex? Hell nahhh!

Essence: It's not even like that, you tripping... Frfr

Latrell: Tha fuck how am I tripping? That's your ex for a reason...tf? You not finna go to that party, Essence.

Essence: I really am tho, so...

Latrell: Let me find out that you go, that's all I gotta say.

Essence: Baby its not even like that but I guess...bye. Love you

Latrell: You think I'm joking? Aight bet, bye...

Essence: I don't get a "I love you too"?

*Latrell hangs up phone*

Tia

Ever since I had a miscarriage, I've been depressed. I've been going to therapy and I've been taking pills...none of it is working. All because I was wanting Trell so bad and stressing over him...I lost my child. I was thinking about her first steps, her first words...I wish God would give me another chance.Cause after all this I really don't wanna live anymore, tbh...

Lea

Thank you God I'm finally off this job, some of these customers are really rude...dumb bitches.Don't even know what a primer is, ugh!

I really am craving Chick-fil-a with a Sprite too, lawwwd Yunno I just have a feeling that I should call Latrell...that's it a do it.Fuck my pride and just call.

But what I'm I gonna say? How should I answer the phone? Will he answer it?

Does he even care?