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𝐀/𝐍:𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐬🙋🏽‍♀️

🎶𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙮 𝙎𝙤𝙣𝙜 🎶

𝗗𝗶𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗜'𝗺 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗼𝗼?
𝗛𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂
𝗗𝗶𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗜'𝗺 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗼𝗼?
𝗛𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 (𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗵)

𝗜 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻' 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳
𝗕𝗮𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗻' 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳
𝗡𝗼, 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗽𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗺𝗲, 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗻𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽
𝗜'𝗺 𝘁𝗿𝘆𝗻𝗮 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗹𝘁 (𝗼𝗵)
𝗜𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀, 𝘁𝗿𝘆𝗻𝗮 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿
𝗜𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀, 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿
𝗚𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗷𝘂𝗱𝗴𝗶𝗻', 𝗶𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗻𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿
𝗔𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆

𝗢𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 '𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀
𝗚𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗮 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗽𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻' '𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗶𝗻'𝘁 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿
𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗶𝘁, 𝗴𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗮 𝗱𝗼 𝗶𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳
𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱

'𝗖𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗻'𝘁 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘄
𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘆, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄
𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗼𝗿
𝗧𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗼𝗿, 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗵

My body was planted on the hardwood floor, as my head was captured between my knees. Tears rolled down my cheek, while I began to sniff the falling snot from my nose. I'm an emotional reck right now, and I don't know why. It's like one minute, I was trying to rehearse this dance routine then the next I'm like this, balled up in the corner crying while fuckin sad music is playing in the background.

I don't know if this is a mental break down, or what.

Ion know, maybe it is. Maybe this is me reacting to my grandfather having cancer and is possibly dying soon. I mean it has been a week or so since I found out about it, and I haven't showed no emotion about it. Well if you call irritated about me finding out and emotion about it then yeah I have.

I'm just so pissed at how my grandmother told me. Like she deadass came all this way to start drama with me to refrain from telling me the real reason why she was here. Her and Apryl real life came all down here and started this bullshit ass mess, just to make me get ready to storm up and leave, causing a damn scene just to tell me my damn granddaddy is in the hospital with cancer.

You see how they do me? Like I can't never take a fuckin break! Every time I feel myself goin good, the Devil just say, "Sike bitch, another problem!" Like for why?!

I deadass must not be the Lord's favorite or something cause like, what did I do t deserve all of this? I ain't do nothing but try to be happy and mind my business but then another problem or obstacle come and crush my happiness.

Like what am I doing wrong for people to hate me so much and mistreat me? I don't cause no problems. Ion kill, steal, none of that. I'm just tryna live. I mind my business, work and try to be a good mother that I can be for Syair. That's all, but people keep wanna fuck with me for no reason and it's just a fuckin mess.

Like leave me the fuck alone.

Then on top of that them muthafukas still call and text me like everything is coo! Like bitch, noooo! Leave me the fuck alone and let me be! Like, ugh! I hate it here. I'm boutta deadass rip my damn hair out.

Apryl ass texted me a few days ago, talking bout some "Hey how's my grand baby ." Bitch hey?! How's your grand baby?! Now you wanna check up on yo grandchild while you gone but when you was here you took the time from spending time with her to start some shit with me?! Like, bitch bye. I looked at that text and blocked the hell outta her number. Fuck she thought this was? Got me fucked up.

Like I will deadass kick her in her damn neck. No cap.

Then she gave my granny my number, I blocked her old ass too. Like why the fuck them old Golden Girls ass hoes just won't leave me the fuck alone? Like go knit a fuckin sweater and bake pies and shit. Go buy a fuckin cat, nine of them muthafukas to be exact.

Ugh! I just wanna throw a biscuit at their heads, old ass hoes.

𝗙𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻, 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀.

Hearing foot steps, coming my way, I sniffed once again, and began to wipe my face with the sleeve of my orange Nike sweatshirt, that I had on along with my gray, Nike spandex shorts. My hair was in a frizzy slick back bun, and I didn't have on any make up, thank God cause I would've ruined my whole sweatshirt with the mascara stains.

I didn't expect anybody to be coming here this late since it was goin on probably twelve or one something in the morning. I honestly don't know, I've been here since nine something at night. But t really don't matter. Before something happen imma get my ass outta here, ion got time for more bullshit.

"What you doin here, so late?" I heard somebody say from in front of me.

As the blur from my eyes disappeared I looked up to only see Tysheem walking in the studio, giving me a sly smile. I gave one in return while wiping my eyes more, I did not want him to be seeing me cry and ask questions. But I know I failed miserably cause the way he looked at me. My eyes probably hella red and puffy as fuck. But imma still play it off,

"Hey!" I cleared my throat. Of course my throat wanna be scratchy as fuck while I'm tryna play it off, "I'm just here rehearsing this dance routine that I want to teach y'all." 

He grabbed a near by folded chair from the corner of the room and walked up to me. Before sitting he leaned down to give me a hug, I instantly closed my eyes. Y'all this nigga smell good as fuck,

"Slime, it's goin on twelve inna mornin."

"Okay? What that gotta do with anything?" I questioned, "Matter fact what you doin here? It's goin on twelve inna mornin."

He gave me a smile showing his beautiful perfectly straighten white teeth and laughed, "Awe, you got jokes?" He then licked his big plumped pink lips making me stare at them for a split second,

"But nah, I had went to the store to grab some snacks. I had rode passed here on my way here and seen the lights on, then when I rode passed again comin home I seen yo car out front, so I was like lemme go see what my slime doin out here so late."

"Damn how you know it was me?"

"Sevy, you the only person I know that have a purple Honda, that works here."

"You right. Damn so much for being low key comin here." I stated with a laugh

"Yeah. But you still ain't answer my question." He spoke, I gave him a confusing look that he caught on to, "What you doin here so late?"

I smacked my lips while crossing my legs, "I just told you. I was rehearsing this dance routine imma teach y'all one of these days."

𝗢𝗼𝗽! 𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗲.

I wasn't clenching my- Okay I was clenching. I was clenching, I can admit to that. But nigga I had to, Tysheem is looking real fine right about now, and he ain't even wearing nothing special. It wasn't even how fine he looked it was the intense stare he was giving me like boaa! I will really throw this poom poom on yo tongue.

But I gotta contain myself cause he do have a girlfriend, and that's disrespectful to her. But damn she lucky cause this nigga fine as hell. Whew chile! Let's pray.

"Slime, ion like how you not telling the truth. The only time you come here this late to dance is when you stressed." He stated, which is very much a fact

This is not my first time coming to the studio when I'm stressed. I did this a few times, so I wouldn't go back and self harm. It's another one of my coping skills besides smoking that I like to do when I'm stressed or want to self harm, and as you can see, a bitch is stressed as fuck. I guess, I am having a mental break down after all.

I hate when I'm close to people and they can read me like a damn book. Like nigga why you gotta be all up in my grill to know I come here late as fuck cause I be stressed. Sometimes it be a curse having close friends cause of stuff like this, but it's a blessing to know that they know me to help me prevent from stuff I shouldn't even doin. Ion know it's weird.

I shrugged while picking with my nail, "Because I am." I stated as I looked down, "Found out my grandad has cancer, and don't have much time to live."

"Damn, Slime. I'm sorry to hear that man." He spoke softly

I gave him a weak smile, but my smile turned into a frown. My hands connected to my face, covering up my eyes. Tears rolled down my face like a stream once a damn gain. I hate crying in front of people. I hate feeling weak.

I felt Ty's  hands  connect to my wrist, he pulled me up from off the floor and sat back in his chair while placing me on his lap, "Sevyn baby, stop cryin." He held me by my waist making me put my face in the crook of his neck

𝗬𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗻. 𝗪𝗶𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝘀!

"I'm just so pissed at how I found out. Like, my grandma really came down here, on some bullshit, and on her last day here, she wanna tell me, when I'm irritated and wanna leave. Like why?" I sniffed

"Maybe she was scared to tell you."

I shook my head, "She wasn't scared. She know how, close I am, or was with my grandad, like him and my dad was my favorite people in the whole world, and she knew that. She just gone sweep him having cancer and dying under the rug? Like she came here on some slick shit, talkin crazy to me, slapping me, calling me a stripper and a devil's child and all that shit.

But not once did she say she came here to talk to me about something important. Ion give a fuck how hard we fell out, she could've said the shit when she stepped foot in my damn door!

She wasn't scared. She had two damn days to tell me, when we were alone and she was making me uncomfortable in my own damn house. But she chose to do it in front of people that ion even like, and haven't talked to in a long ass time. She chose to do it when I was pissed the fuck off, and was ready to go home.

My grandma could've called me from a private number. But she wanna fight me and everything else and not tell me the most important shit. Fuck outta here. But I'm a child of the devil. She the damn devil, her and her damn sidekick. How you in church but evil as hell. What type of Church y'all go to, that do that shit?" I finished with a shaky leg, they just pissed me off all over again

Ty started rubbing my back, "Lil baby, calm down cause you getting all rowdy."

𝗢𝗸𝗮𝘆𝘆𝘆, 𝗽𝗲𝘁 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗲. 𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗕𝗶𝗴 𝗗𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗕𝗹𝘂𝗲!

I gave him a sly smile, "My bad. I'm just so annoyed like, they deadass make my ass itch."

"Not the ass itchin'!" He bust out laughing making me do the same, I stood up cause I felt myself getting moist down there and he isn't need to feel or have a spot on his pants, even though they was black as a bitch, He grabbed my arm before I could move away far and stood up,

"But, nah shorty. On some real shit. If you feel like they holding you down from you being happy, cut them off. Ion care if they, granny's, momma's, aunties and uncles, yo happiness is worth all that bullshit they putting you through. They wanna see you down and out. Lowkey, they probably jealous of you."

"Nah, cause why you and this therapist said the same thing to me?" I questioned, "There's literally nothing for them to be jealous about."

"Sevyn be honest. There's a lot of shit to be jealous of you about." Ty spoke with a straight face, he then licked his lips and played with my hands, "I mean let's start off with how beautiful you is, you have a beautiful and unique soul.

Shit even besides your looks, you smart as fuck and can handle yo own. On top of all of that, you take care of your responsibilities as a mother and treat yo baby like royalty. That's sexy as fuck lowkey, and I know one day you gone be a bomb ass wife. Hopefully mines one day." He finished

I was so into what he was sayin to not even realize that our faces was inching closer and closer to each other faces, I could feel and smell his mid-minty breath hovering my face. He placed his hands on my face and looked at my lips. Ty, then bent down all the way as I closed my eyes feeling his lips brush up against mines.

Then all of a damn sudden. I thought of something. I mushed his head back so fuckin hard I heard his neck crack

"Yo what the fuck, Sevyn?!" He yelled while holding his neck, "Why you mush me for?"

"Nigga you was boutta kiss me!"

"So?!"

"Soooo?! Tysheem, you got a whole girlfriend! Did you forget?!" I yelled while walking towards my duffle bag, I heard him laugh, stopping my tracks I looked at him, "You think that's funny? That's so disrespectful. Ion do that cheatin, side chicks, side nigga shit, Tysheem and yo ass ain't boutta put me in y'all toxic ass whatever the fuck, y'all got goin on. Yo girl ain't finna bust the windows out of my damn car and shit. I be got damned."

𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗴𝗼 𝘁𝗼 𝗷𝗮𝗶𝗹.

"Sevyn chill out. Me and her ain't together. We been broke up." He spoke with a laugh like the shit was funny, I'll fuckin claw his damn eyes out and make blue flavored Jolly Ranchers, and eat em right in his face.

"Tysheem, you say that all the time and go back with her."

"We've been broken up for a good month or two."

"Nigga I don't know that."

"You gotta believe me-matter a fact, it wasn't like yo ass was gone care cause you was gone kiss me back!" He argued

𝗛𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝗱𝗮𝘄𝗴.

"That don't matter." I spoke while crossing my arms,he did get my ass cause I shol' was gone slob his ass down like some damn crab legs, but I had to think. So it don't count.

He pulled me into him while wrapping his arms around my waist, "You gotta trust me Sev." I still had a mug in my face, this nigga fine for no damn reason. It makes me mad as shit. Fine niggas always makes me mad, like bitch be ugly for once!

Ty grabbed my chin and raised his eyebrow up making me look at him, "You gone trust me?"

I just nodded with a pout.

"Fix yo face." He spoke in a deep raspy voice, how he did it that fast I have no fuckin clue

𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗴𝗴𝗴 "𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝗱𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗮𝗮𝗮𝗮"

Rolling my eyes I walked away from him and began walking towards my phone, so I can collect my items and go home, take a nice shower and go to sleep. Syair and Guppie is at Nique's house. You know how that go. So I got the house all to myself.

I'm finna walk BOOKIEE BUTT NAKEDD, YESSIRRRR!!

"So can I see what you have for this dance routine you was working on?" Ty asked me knocking me out of my thoughts

"Uhm, yeah sure." I stated while finding the song, "It still need's a little work and stuff but overall it's good I guess. I'm going for like a couple routine, you know? But it can also be a solo dance too, ion know depends on how I feel that day." I shrugged as I press play on 'Neighbors Know My Name' by Trey Songz.

I quickly sat in the middle of the floor and waited until he started singing to dance.

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After my split, I stood back up and looked at him, "That's all I have so far." I shrugged

"Okay, I like what you goin for and I do think this would be a coo like couple dance." He yelled over the music, he jogged to my phone and restarted the song over, "Alright go back in place from the beginning and I'll come up with something as you go."

I only nodded and started counting so we can start on beat, "One...Two...Three....."

"Nah that was dead, fun. We gotta do that again." I laughed, as I unlocked my car door

After us practicing our dance we decided to call it a night, Well morning, cause it's goin on three o'clock. We spent four hours going over ideas and finally got it down. So now now it's time to go. I still gotta wake up early to do somebody's face, for a serious important interview for a corporate meeting, then after she has a brunch date with her little boo. Must be fuckin nice.

Ty opened my car door, and placed my bag in the backseat before opening my drivers door for get in, "I mean we could. But not dancin though."

"What you mean?" I asked while hopping in the car

"Lemme take you out onna date this weekend."

𝗕𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗮 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝘆𝗲𝘀!

"What you tryna do?" I questioned

"Ion know, you just gone have to wear something formal and see." He smirked

I slightly rolled my eyes, "I'll go."

"You know you wanna go out with a real nigga, ion know why you frontin."

"Boy, bye." I laughed while starting up my car

"I'll pick you up at eight on Saturday."

"Okay."

Ty bend down and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek before walking to his car. I closed my door and began to drive home with a smile on my face. I said yes because I feel like I need to go out more. For one, I'm tired of just going to work and home. So I believe that this little outing or date whatever you wanna call it, would be something I should do.

Of course I'm still gonna keep my guard up, but it wouldn't help to let it down a little bit. Just a tad. Tysheem is real coo, and we always flirt so I wouldn't be nervous at all goin out with him.

I guess he's something...

Different.

𝐀/𝐍:𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞! 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐲'𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐒𝐞𝐯 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐲𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐦🙂💕

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