Chapter Five
-The Relationship-
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(Dyme's POV)
~Sitting outside the principle's office, I finally see the door open. First Damon came out pissed and Jay followed out behind him, closing the door behind them again.
"Babyyy" I got up, rushing into his arms for a hug. "You okay?" I pulled back, rubbing his face.
"Yeah I'm fine..."
Suddenly we looked over at Damon, seeing him sitting down in one of the chairs and folding his arms. I gave him a look and so did Jay, since he obviously couldn't keep his eyes to himself.
"Lets go home" I suggested and held on to Jay's arm as we both walked away together. ...f*ck that b*tch😅
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We got home from school just a few minutes ago. Jay complained of his nose hurting, so I had to play doctor and aid to him and his...broken nose. Now I'm sitting down on top of him, holding an ice pack to it while he looked away from me every chance he got.
"Jay what's wrong?" I finally asked him, lowering the pack from his face.
"Nothing....I'm fine.." he said in a dull tone.
"You're lying again..."
He sighed. "Fine, I......-I just don't know why you still here knowin' I'm a loser..."
"Because you're my loser....and what do you mean? How are you a loser again?"
"You saw me out there lookin' dumb today, I can't play ball fo' shit and I know that has gotta embarrass you in some way. What kind of black boy can't ball..."
I laughed in his face. "Jay are you serious? Please. I don't care about that..."
"You just sayin' that to make me feel better ain't you? That nigga was right..., I am a loser.."
"And you believe him huh? After you just beat his ass in front of the whole team,....wow"
He looked away upset.
"Babe, you really don't feel like you're a loser do you?"
"I don't know, but I feel something. My girl watched me make a fool of myself and watched how I got leaked by the nigga afterwards. So yes, I'm fuckin' embarrassed and I feel shitty.."
"But I still love you, don't I. I'm still here right? Maybe you might feel like a loser on the inside but in Damon's eyes...you're a winner. And let me tell you why you're a winner,....it's because you have me. I know it and you know it. He only hates you because he wants what you have, he's jealous. Shouldn't that be a victory in itself? You got the girl he wants and she's not looking back....ever. I don't care if you can't play fucking basketball *laughs*....I can't even jump high enough to make it to the net. So fuck that sport. I love you,...not the things you can do. That's like me only loving you for your money, but that's not the case. If you went broke today or tomorrow, I'd still be right here.....,on your lap..., taking care of you and feeling like the luckiest girl doing it...even if we broke..." I looked down at him.
He blushed and looked away smiling.
"So do you believe that?" I sat back on him to ask.
"Yeah I believe you..., I love you more than anything too.." he reached up to stroke my face.
"I love you too, loser" I chuckled, kissing his hand.

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ChickLitHe sighed lowly to himself. "I love you too though" "You don't..." I replied. "Why don't you believe me?" "Because you screamed it to me Jay, right after we conceived our daughter. I will never forget that...." I looked at him with tears pouring dow...