Yasmin
Yasmin's POVwe sit here in complete silence, so quiet you could hear a feather hit the floor. sitting here confused, wondering how we ended up here. all i'm asking for are four little digits to unlock the device that holds all the information i need for reassurance. we've been together for years but i've been hurt before, gave it up to somebody who didn't deserve my body and left terrible scars on my heart. not only did another guy take advantage of my love but my father was my very first heartbreak. so believe me when i saythis is deeper than him and other women, this is daddy isssues and years of putting up with the wrong type guys. if he's not hiding anything.. why can't i have the passcode?
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Yasmin: all i'm asking for is the passcode trevor. *sitting on her side of the bed*
Trevor: *sighs while sitting on his side of the bed with his back turned away from her* why yasmin? what is it gonna resolve?
Yasmin: nothing. i just need reassurance
Trevor: reassurance? i don't give you enough reassurance throughout the week? sending you flowers? writing letters? telling you 'i love you'? that's not enough?
Yasmin: *sighs* that's all fine trevor and i appreciate it! you know that i just need to see it. with my own eyes.
Trevor: why can't you just trust me?
Yasmin: *sighs* it's complicated.. you wouldn't understand
Trevor: nah it's not complicated... it shouldn't be complicated
Yasmin: would you please just give me the passcode. this could all be done if you just give it to me
Trevor: what's a relationship without trust?
Yasmin: *sighs hard and rolls eyes*
Trevor: you're one damaged ass female and i'm trying so hard to fight to keep us together but you not making it easy
Yasmin: so what? you throwing in the towel?
Trevor: ... i don't know yasmin
Yasmin: woooow. over a fucking passcode *gets up, goes into the bathroom, slams the door and locks herself in the bathroom*
Yasmin's POV
once again i've fucked up a good thing... i love trevor with everything in me but i can't seem to let go of my trust issues. i just wish he understood ... i just wish he'll hold on just a little bit longer.. i don't wanna live without him.. i CANT live without him
*begins to cry*
fuck it.. the passcode not even worth it. i jus-
*knock knock knock*
*she gets up and opens the door*
Trevor: *stands in the door way and looks at her*
Yasmin: *stares back at him*
Trevor: *pulls her close to him and hugs her tightly.*
Yasmin: hold on, don't let me go
Trevor: *kisses her forehead* we're gonna get through this together
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