Slow Down | •Tory Lanez• (Editing Updates Slow)

Unavoidable🙄🙄

Ayona

I sat in my apartment thinking about what happened.

After spending hella time pondering the situation, I couldn't get myself to understand the problem. I gave him what he wanted, at least I thought I did. I mean it is what I wanted...

Is it really though? You want the nigga, admit the shits.
Shut the fuck up, you the reason why this shit so difficult.
Ain't nobody tell you to make it a habit of fucking him Yona, you did.

Throwing some leggings on, I got in my car and headed over to Tory's.

I didn't know what the hell I was gonna say, but I'd figure it out when I got there.

Pulling up, I got out walking up the steps and rung the doorbell.

After awhile no one answered but his car was parked right next to where I'd parked so I knew he was here. I figured I'd try the door handle and it was already open so I walked in.

I could hear music coming from upstairs so I followed it, I could've sworn I heard moaning, but I could've been wrong so I kept on till I was outside one of his guest rooms.

That's where the music was coming from and the door was already open so I walked towards it and when I got closer I heard moans.

Must've been one of his niggas staying here.

"Mhm Tory," I'd heard it too late cause I was already at the door watching while he fucked a girl bent over while she was eating another girl out.

I didn't know if I should've walked out and let it be or if I should've beat his ass for going for two gold diggers.

Deciding that I'd embarrassed myself enough for the day I turned around to leave.

Reason 300 why not to keep fucking the same nigga, lesson learned for the 3rd time.

I was halfway down the stairs when I heard Tory's voice behind me, "Yona what you doing here?"

Ignoring him I kept walking, this time picking up the pace, "Yona I know you heard me."

I was so close to making it out the door when he grabbed my wrist, "What you doing here?"

Turning towards him smiling, "You know I lost my headphones about a week ago and I thought I left 'em here but I guess not. I'll just go buy some new ones," I turned around, hightailing it to my car.

But last minute he spun me around, facing him before pushing me up against my car.

"Look I get it, I said we was just fuckin' and you said 'don't wait up.' I should've known what that meant and kept it moving, my fault. Bye now," unlocking the door but he wouldn't budge to let me get in the damn car.

"What you want, Yona? I told you I don't do games."

"Yea, you right. No worries I wasn't planning on waitin up anyway I got work in the morning and it's boutta be two so..."

Looking at me for a minute like he wanted to say something but thought against it, he moved.

"Delete my number too, while you at it," I said closing the door and starting my car and heading home to sleep.

**Two months later**

"Hey Tinyyy!" I screamed into my phone.

"Girl settle that ass down, damn fuckin my ears up," he said laughing.

"Shoot my fault if I missed my damn brotha," I said while looking for my headphones.

"Yea yea, you wouldn't miss me if ya ass would come back to, DC, every once in a while."