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*2 months later*

Sharife

"OKAY AND I DON'T FUCKING GET IT!"

"WHAT DON'T YOU GET DUMBASS? IT'S NOT THAT FUCKING HARD"

"WATCH YO MOTHERFUCKING MOUTH"

"MAN FUCK YOU"

"FUCK YOU!"

She glared at me and I rolled my eyes.

"You know what Kaylin? I'm so tired of arguing with you. I got enough shit stressing me out. You post to be my peace, but hell you stressing me out more than anything."

"I'm stressing you out? You stress me out!"

"Let's just stop then."

"Huh?"

"Let's just break up."

She got quiet, looking down before nodding.

"Okay.." She said softly.

I bit my lip, opening my arms for her.

She crawled into them and I cradled her.

"I think this is the best thing for us right now. Both of us just need to get our heads right.. get in the right mindset"

"Me too" She whispered.

"Look at me"

She looked up at me and I saw tears forming in her eyes.

"This don't mean nothing. You still my baby and I'm still yours."

She nodded again.

"And I'm always here for you" I mumbled onto her head.

"Ima be here for you too.. forever" Her voice croaked out.

I sighed, letting her go and she got her stuff, walking out in silence.

I bit my lip as tears threatened to fall.

I locked my door and turned on my sad music.

2020's been a mess already.

World War 3 almost started

Kobe died

"President" been impeached

Kobe died..

And now me and Kaylin broke up

... man and it's only february

Tears escaped my eyes as I scrolled through my photos of us.

I turned my phone off before I heard knocking on my door.

I opened it and she attacked me with kisses.

"I can't! I can't Rife!" She cried onto my chest, making me sigh as I shut and locked my door.

"Kay..."

"I can't! I just can't do it.. I couldn't even go home I just-" She cut herself off, sighing.

"Kaylin stop.. we gotta be strong about this"

"Rife please! I can't do it!"

I bit my lip, nodding.

"Me either.. so fuck a break up" I said and she kissed my lips, passionately.

I wrapped my arms around her, kissing back,

"But-" I started, pulling away.

"These arguments gotta go. We can't always stress each other out like this"

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