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It's been like two weeks since me and Maceon had sex and he did EXACTLY what my brother said he would, fucked me and left me wet
I can't say I was hurt because I mean what else can I expect because I knew what type of guy he was when I met him... mostly just disappointed. He showed me different until we fucked
My thing is, you waited what? two months? to fuck and dip, there ain't that much dedication in the world
At the moment, I was in Justin's studio while he made beats just to spend time with him
"Go downstairs and open the door for yo best friend." He said
"Stop talking to me like I'm yo dog." I said and he waved me off
I went down the elevator and opened the door for her. We greeted each other and I went to the bathroom while she went up to the studio
I used the toilet, hovering over it then washed my hands and dried them off
On my way out, I seen Mace and my cheeks got red, but it went away and I frowned. I wasn't going to speak to him so I went up the elevator before he was able to get on
Somehow, he was in the studio before me. I sat next to Hali and leaned my head on her shoulder
"You not talkin' to yo man?" She teased
"Shut up." I said seriously. I wasn't about to tell her I got fucked and ghosted because Justin gon' be like "I told you so"
Ion have time for Justin's shit, I never really do, but definitely not right now
Him and Maceon went into session and I put my AirPods in, bobbing my head to the H.E.R that was playing in my ears
Hours passed and the session finally ended, it was taking him forever to get a song right and it was lowkey getting annoying
My brother and Hali had started arguing so I exited myself from that by going to sit in my car because knowing them, I'll get put in it
I was scrolling on my phone when my door flew open, I got startled as fuck. It was just Maceon so I took a breather then rolled my eyes
Before he spoke to me, I looked at him and he looked flushed. I don't know how many restless nights he's had or how many years he had to fight, but he looked a mess and ugly... as fuck
"You been good?" He spoke in his deep voice
"I've been perfectly fine, just don't come talking to me after you fucked me, dropped me off, and ghosted me. It don't work like that with me, I don't even wanna hear or see from you." I spazzed, making his face turn soft
He ran his tongue over his bottom lip and tried to take my hand, but I pulled away. "Just let me talk." He sighed
"For what? I don't really have an interest in you anymore." I shrugged
