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I was at home laying on my bed, thinking about what the fuck I just did.

Giveon - Like I want you was playing full blasted in the background as I stared into my ceiling.

I didn't even know where I stood with Carti, so should I even be feeling all this guilt right now?

I smacked my lips and grabbed my phone. My finger hovered over the "Call" button over Cartis contact number.

"The fuck are you gon say to him girl?" I asked myself.

Fuck it.

The song cut off and it rang a couple of times before I heard a voice on the other side of the phone.

"You good baby?" Carti asked, sounding like he'd just woken up.

Damn.

"Y-yeah, was just wondering where you was at." I said choking up.

I don't know if he'd forgot that he said he was gon come back. I feel like I was buggin him. But on some real shit, where the fuck he been at?

"Damn my bad I was out. I thought you might've been sleeping so I came home for a nap." He said.

"Oh igh its coo, just ringing to see if you were good" I said lying through my teeth.

I didn't even know why I rang this nigga in the first place.

"Word you ain answer my calls so I assumed you was sleeping. Can I come over?" He asked as I could hear him getting up.

I paused and bit my lip.

I quickly got up and looked at the hickies on my neck in the mirror.

Fuck mayne.

"Nique?" He questioned on the other side.

"Um y-yeah sure." I said with my hand on forehead.

"Ight bet, see you in a bit ma." He said before hanging up.

I rummaged through my wardrobe looking for a hoodie.

I grabbed Pierres random hoodie and threw it on, tying the hood around my head preventing my neck from being shown.

I gotta tell Carti right? 

I quickly smoked a blunt, relaxing my nerves before Carti showed up.

A couple minutes later I heard a car pull into my driveway and a knock on my door.

I ran downstairs quickly opening my front door.

He came in and hugged me tightly. I rested my head on his chest feeling at ease.

We sat in the lounge and I just stared at him. He shook his leg up and down anxiously, as if he wanted to say something.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Yo imma keep it a buck, I needa tell you sumn." He said seriously.

My eyebrows came together and a wave of nervousness came over me.

Does this nigga not like me :(

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