ob·ses·sion
/əbˈseSHən/
𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑛
the state of being obsessed with someone or something.
A possessive/-obsessive boy who would do anything to win the boy heart that he desperately wants. Even if that means taking out anything that gets in his way. Ho...
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"What is there to exactly talk about?" I asked him, while drying my hands off with a paper towel.
"I just told you ... we need to talk about .. Us" He said, as the word 'us' ringed in the back of my head over and over again.
I was really curious on what Latrell had to say, but the other half of me didn't want a explanation out of him. I'm really happy with the life I have now, and me just welcoming him back in just for him to screw it up again will be pointless.
"There you go again with that us word. There is no us and there never will be one. You made your decision by using me for head and then going right with that Asia girl just a few days after... I was basically a booty call to you"
"The only time I was with Asia was at that game. And that was because—"
"Because what? Does she even know that I sucked the soul out of your dick? I don't even know why i'm asking that in the first place because I know for a fact she doesn't. God forbid if she finds out what we did her homophobic ass would be calling you a whole book of slurs"
"Jamir, she doesn't know what we did.. And she doesn't need to because me and her aren't together. If you would have let me explained, I only went with her to the game as a friend. Her grandmother recently passed away and she's been feeling down about that lately. She basically guilt tripped me into coming, so I finally gave in. But I didn't think you'd care since you're the one who rejected me, remember? I offered to take things really slow with you ... You was the one not feeling it" He reminded me, as I threw the paper towel in the trash.
"Welp, I guess i'm still not feeling it. Plus, i'm with Daijon now and he makes me happy," I said to him, as he started to laugh. "I don't recall telling a joke"
"Well I recall just hearing one. But I got a question for you and I need a honest answer. Do you really like him? Or do you just need a distraction"
"Distraction from what?" I asked him, as he bit his lips approaching me.
"From me" He said whispering that in my ear, then backing me into a wall, as I got chills from down my spine.
