~1 week later...
8:23 PM
"Finally home," I sighed as I collapsed on my bed for the first time all day. I've been working at the hospital all morning doing an internship I was accepted into at the beginning of the summer. Right after I was done, my dad decided he wanted to hang out with me. "We bout to go to sleeeeepp babes," I smiled with my eyes closed. *BUZZ BUZZ* *BUZZ BUZZ* *BUZZ BUZZ* *BUZZ BUZZ* my phone vibrated. "Can I have a second to myself please?!" I whined reaching around the bed for my phone.
"Gotcha!" I exclaimed grabbing it from under my thigh. "Damn," I cursed looking at Kam's contact popping up for a FaceTime call. I answered the call and threw the phone on my bed. "Hey baby. I missed you," he grinned in the camera. "Hey Kam," I replied slowly. "Where are you?" He asked. "I'm here," I got up and set the phone up so I could get getting some pajamas out for bed," I sighed. "Can I talk to you real quick?" He asked. "Sure," I yawned.
"If you don't want to talk to me just say that Miyah. You don't have to say "sure" like you wanna talk when you really don't bruh," he bitched. "Bruh," i said sucking my teeth. "You're not even in the camera. Like what the fuck are you doing!?" He shouted. "Woah there bud," I started, slowly walking back into the camera.
"You might wanna calm all that dumb shit down. I'm not in the mood to do this with you tonight Kam. And if I'm being honest I get tiered of talking about the same shit all the time. I don't wanna come home and have to always talk about your ex and the baby situation. It kills my mood," I explained, aggressively gripping the T-shirt I was holding.
"I know baby but it makes me mad how she really lied about being pregnant and that the baby died." He sighed dramatically. "Yeah I know it's sad. You tell me everyday and I was sad the first few times but she lied and you know this now. There's no point in discussing something that happened a year ago everyday with someone who had NOTHING to do with it." I finished, my hands now free and messaging my forehead. "It's shit like this that makes me mad at you bruh. On God it is. You are so inconsiderate it's dumb as fuck! " he shouted through the phone.
"Waitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwait..wait. Umm time-out." I smiled with my hands in a T shape. "I'm not inconsiderate. Now I can be if that's what you want. You've been an ass to me ever since we met and I've taken it. I've listened you whine and complain about shit that has NOTHING to do with me and I still try to help you through it.
You blow my phone up. You get mad when I don't say "I love you" back. That's probably because I don't love yo ass! Stupid ass nigga. It's been a week since we started TALKING sir. I barely know yo dumb ass. Why the fuck would you even think about saying dumb shit like that to me?! And I don't give a fuck what you think I am. I will not explain myself to a little ass boy. " I finished staring directly into my phone at his dumb ass with the same smile on my face that I started with.
"I don't know why I thought dating an older girl would've been a good idea bro. I honestly don't. I thought maybe you'd be more mature and we would have a good relationship. But i guess -" "Nigga shut the fuck up. You done made me mad. Get the fuck on bro," I interrupted, rolling m my eyes as I hung up the phone.
"I swear on my mama I'm not dating anymore. This shit is aggravating. Neva again," i said out loud. Kam was emotionally draining. Everyday there was something new with him. He was ALWAYS the victim. Nothing was ever his fault.
Looking down in my lap, I grabbed my phone and cut it on to see notifications from an app I had downloaded a few days ago called Wizz. "Oh shit," I gasped. It's 9:45 pm and I have to be at the hospital by 8 tomorrow. "I'll answer it in the morning," I said turning off my light.