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do Yanna? Huh?"
"Leave me the fuck alone," I snapped. "Since you couldn't keep your dick in your pants."
"You don't want me to leave you alone. You love me, and you know I love you," he said nonchalantly.
"Fuck love Ablo. What the fuck is love anyway? You use the word freely. Like it ain't shit. You probably told that bitch that you love her. You said that the shit you said to her was bullshit. How the hell do I know if this shit you talkin' ain't bullshit too? Shit, as far as I know you been runnin' bullshit on me since day one nigga."
"You know Yanna. We been together for almost seven fuckin' years. Why would I stay wit' you that long if I don't love you? Tell me how much fuckin' sense that make?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "I'll answer that question when you tell me why you cheated on me...again."
"Cause I'm a stupid, triflin', sorry ass, no good nigga," he said. "I'm sorry."
"Yep, you sho' is. Sorry as hell."
"I deserve that shit baby, but I do love the hell outta your ass. That ain't no bullshit."
"Stop sayin' that shit Ablo. "Cause if you love me like you claim you'd try to be faithful. What's wrong wit' you? Don't you know that I catch your ass every time? Ain't you figured that shit out yet? There's nothin' that you can do wit' out me findin' out about it. I got tabs on you nigga. Just like you got tabs on me. Ain't you the one who told me the streets be watchin'? Well, the streets be talkin' too. And all you can say to me is you sorry, and you fuckin' love me," I mocked him. "Ablo, you can have that love shit, if it's goin' always be like this. Instead of sayin' it you need to show it. Givin' me some good dick and some money ain't showin' me love. Knowin' that you can hurt me by cheatin' on me and then doin' it anyway ain't showin' me you love me Ablo. So, it's hard to fuckin' believe it when you declare your love for me," I said.
Diablo grabbed my hand and attempted to kiss it. I jerked it away. "Yanna, baby, that's why I love you. You so much more than these streets baby. You take me away from the craziness every time I look into your eyes. At first I was just hustlin' 'cause it was all I knew. Now I do that shit for you, for us. To keep my promise. I watched you grow from a wild teenage girl to a beautiful, strong woman. I know you bay, and my love for you is real. I'm sorry 'bout that shit that happened earlier. It was meant for you to catch me shawty. To open my eyes up to what the fuck I already got. I don't know what the fuck I was looking elsewhere for, when I got it all right here."
That nigga thought he had game. I felt the shit he was saying, but I couldn't let it go that easily.
I stared at him for a few seconds without saying a word. Then I started clapping. "Oh, now that was good Ablo. You should get a Oscar for that," I chastised him.
"How you goin' play me like that Yanna. Here I am pourin' my fuckin' heart out to your ass, and you jokin'," he said angrily.
"Ain't that what you been doin'? Playin' me? Takin’ this relationship for a joke? You still ain't answered my question. Why'd you cheat on me again?" I asked. My eyes were fixed on his.
"I ain't play you bay, and I ain't got no reason for cheatin'," he said.
"I would feel better if you at least had a reason for doin’ it. Well, why should I believe that you ain't goin' cheat again? I mean you did tell me that the last time I caught your ass. You lied then why the fuck should I believe you now?" I asked.
"Cause, I don't wanna be wit' out you. I know that them other broads ain't worth losin' you."
I shook my head. "What if the tables were turned and I was cheatin', huh? What then?"
Diablo frowned up his handsome face. "I don't fuckin know Yanna. I would flip the fuck out and blast that nigga."
"Would you stay wit' me?" I asked.
He didn't say anything, but he shrugged his shoulders.
"Oh, so you don't know? Okay, well you had your chance to
"Leave me the fuck alone," I snapped. "Since you couldn't keep your dick in your pants."
"You don't want me to leave you alone. You love me, and you know I love you," he said nonchalantly.
"Fuck love Ablo. What the fuck is love anyway? You use the word freely. Like it ain't shit. You probably told that bitch that you love her. You said that the shit you said to her was bullshit. How the hell do I know if this shit you talkin' ain't bullshit too? Shit, as far as I know you been runnin' bullshit on me since day one nigga."
"You know Yanna. We been together for almost seven fuckin' years. Why would I stay wit' you that long if I don't love you? Tell me how much fuckin' sense that make?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "I'll answer that question when you tell me why you cheated on me...again."
"Cause I'm a stupid, triflin', sorry ass, no good nigga," he said. "I'm sorry."
"Yep, you sho' is. Sorry as hell."
"I deserve that shit baby, but I do love the hell outta your ass. That ain't no bullshit."
"Stop sayin' that shit Ablo. "Cause if you love me like you claim you'd try to be faithful. What's wrong wit' you? Don't you know that I catch your ass every time? Ain't you figured that shit out yet? There's nothin' that you can do wit' out me findin' out about it. I got tabs on you nigga. Just like you got tabs on me. Ain't you the one who told me the streets be watchin'? Well, the streets be talkin' too. And all you can say to me is you sorry, and you fuckin' love me," I mocked him. "Ablo, you can have that love shit, if it's goin' always be like this. Instead of sayin' it you need to show it. Givin' me some good dick and some money ain't showin' me love. Knowin' that you can hurt me by cheatin' on me and then doin' it anyway ain't showin' me you love me Ablo. So, it's hard to fuckin' believe it when you declare your love for me," I said.
Diablo grabbed my hand and attempted to kiss it. I jerked it away. "Yanna, baby, that's why I love you. You so much more than these streets baby. You take me away from the craziness every time I look into your eyes. At first I was just hustlin' 'cause it was all I knew. Now I do that shit for you, for us. To keep my promise. I watched you grow from a wild teenage girl to a beautiful, strong woman. I know you bay, and my love for you is real. I'm sorry 'bout that shit that happened earlier. It was meant for you to catch me shawty. To open my eyes up to what the fuck I already got. I don't know what the fuck I was looking elsewhere for, when I got it all right here."
That nigga thought he had game. I felt the shit he was saying, but I couldn't let it go that easily.
I stared at him for a few seconds without saying a word. Then I started clapping. "Oh, now that was good Ablo. You should get a Oscar for that," I chastised him.
"How you goin' play me like that Yanna. Here I am pourin' my fuckin' heart out to your ass, and you jokin'," he said angrily.
"Ain't that what you been doin'? Playin' me? Takin’ this relationship for a joke? You still ain't answered my question. Why'd you cheat on me again?" I asked. My eyes were fixed on his.
"I ain't play you bay, and I ain't got no reason for cheatin'," he said.
"I would feel better if you at least had a reason for doin’ it. Well, why should I believe that you ain't goin' cheat again? I mean you did tell me that the last time I caught your ass. You lied then why the fuck should I believe you now?" I asked.
"Cause, I don't wanna be wit' out you. I know that them other broads ain't worth losin' you."
I shook my head. "What if the tables were turned and I was cheatin', huh? What then?"
Diablo frowned up his handsome face. "I don't fuckin know Yanna. I would flip the fuck out and blast that nigga."
"Would you stay wit' me?" I asked.
He didn't say anything, but he shrugged his shoulders.
"Oh, so you don't know? Okay, well you had your chance to
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