Euphoria • jordan poole

r: don't listen

for goldenkyee 💐

"Nigga always screaming", Crystal mumbles to herself.

It was another night of her boyfriend screaming at her for no reason. If you were to ask Crystal why her and her man argue so much, she wouldn't give you a clear answer because she couldn't. The change in their relationship happened out of the blue. It would be around that time where they had multiple assignments, quizzes, and test due during and assumed that it was stress. She asked his friends and they been saying that's he's been fine. At this point she's not going to fall for his antics.

Tonight one of the fraternities on campus is throwing a party, and Jordan has already expressed that he doesn't want her to go. He didn't give an exact reason and that just made her want to go even more.

"Crystal!"

"I'm in the bathroom and stop yelling please", she yells back.

Not even five seconds later his tall figure enters their shared bathroom.

"Where you going?"

"To hang out with my friends and celebrating us passing this exam, why?"

The young man watches as his girlfriend places her hair in her curling iron. His eyes wondered at the midnight black dress that hugged her body in the right places and stopped a few inches below her cheeks.

"I know you not going to that frat party."

Crystal immediately looks down trying to avoid eye contact with her boyfriend. Jordan takes her silence as a yes and releases a sigh.

"I told you I didn't want you to go."

"And you didn't give me an exact reason which makes me want to go even more. Also you are not my daddy."

His slender finger punch the bridge of his nose as he tries to calm his nerves down. Everything always has to be a fight with his lady since she can be stubborn at times.

"It's because I want you to be safe you know how them niggas be grimy."

"I understand that but I'm just going be with my friends that it. Why didn't you say that at first instead of starting random arguments with me?"

  A frustrated breath left her mouth as she watched his goofy ass shrug his shoulders.

"Well I had a pretty stressful week so im still going."

"No you're not."

"Uh yes I am I'm not about to stay at home with your cranky ass."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me Jordan you've been constantly arguing with me for the past week and a half I need some time with my girls. You're like a nat a barbecue just bugging the fuck out of me."

Turning her body towards their mirror she finishes curling her hair not paying Jordan any mind. To say he was mad was an understatement...he was furious.

Pulling the plug to her curling iron he carefully take it out of her hand.

"Why did you do that?"