Decision

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Tory

*Knock* *Knock*

An hour had passed since I'd been knocking on the door. I couldn't tell, at this point, if she was being unreasonable or if she just wasn't home. I pulled my phone out of my pocket, to check if she'd answered my texts, but nothing.

A nigga pulls a risky move and this what I get.

Two days had slowly crawled by since, the stupid argument between Yona and I. No doubt, I was still mad about the situation. But I really needed to see her, so I turned my back up against the door, sliding down until I was sitting on the up-kept carpet in the hallway.

Soon enough, I heard footsteps approaching my general direction, following the sound of the elevator doors close. "Day, what are you doing here?" Yona's gentle voice questioned above me, so I looked up.

"How long have you been chilling out here?" She shot before I could answer her first question.

I got up, dusting the back of my pants off, just in case. "A little over an hour. I've been texting you." Her keys jingled when she pulled them out of her purse, and they continued to do so as she looked for the key to her apartment. She unlocked the door, walked in, and left it open. A clear invitation that I was welcomed, "I know, I've been crazy busy at work today and I'm sorry for how I acted when you brought the moving-in-situation."

I shrugged, "Don't worry about it. I can't stay, I'm leaving for Houston soon." Her half smile turned into a frown, "Oh. That's today?" I nodded, "Yea. I just came to let you know that I'm leaving, that's all."

"Day, I'm-"

"Yona, I got to go, so I'll text you when I land." She nodded, so I turned around, heading for the elevator.

**

"...Yona, I'm just asking you to move in with me- You be over mines most of the time anywa-"

"No, Day. Shit, you think just cause you rich, I'm supposed to play follow-the-fucking-leader. Well, you know the fuck what? No!"

Here we were, back at it again, this was my second time trying to have this conversation with her, since I'd landed in Houston. We were getting nowhere fast.

"Yona, I'm not asking you to give the apartment up... Why you actin like this?!" I strained over the phone, as I rubbed my temples. No amount of smoking was going to help me through this with Yona.

"I don't get it, females be all happy that they nigga want them to move in with them, but you- You fightin me at every damn corner, Yona!"

"You should know by know, Daystar-" Uh Oh, she used my full name. She's mad. "I'm not like other females, so you should stop acting like every other nigga!" She cried over the phone with a little base in her tone which spiked my temper.

"Fuck you mean, I'm actin like every other nigga? Every other nigga, woulda been dropped ya ass by now, Yona!" The end of each line went silent as the tension radiated between us, my ragged breathing and her hitched breath was the only indication that either one of us stayed on the line.

I roughly rubbed my beard, "You giving me way too much trouble over leaving a toothbrush and some clothes over my place, Yona." We stayed on the phone for barely a few more seconds, "Go find you another bitch then, you not the only one who want me, Tory." Right after, her end of the line went dead.

Fuck it.

**

Days soon dragged into weeks. We were both too prideful, neither of us wanted to contact the other first and hopefully come to an agreement. An agreement that, maybe I should've been a little more patient, and she should've been willing to give a little.

Things between us had gotten different. We didn't talk, but with each day that passed, I made sure to call and check in on her. Eventually, she'd stopped answering my calls, at all. Yona was my girl and even though we'd both had our differences, she'd always be the one for me.

After I'd gotten back from Houston though, things seemed to take a turn for the worst and I wasn't sure what happened, but all I know is that I lost my girl. Forever.

The fuck was wrong with me?

The End.

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A/N: Hey yall, I know I'm terrible for this, but I wouldn't be me if I didn't soo.

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-Elza😘

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