❣︎ 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ❣︎

𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝟏: "𝐈 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩."

TW: knife play, aggression, toxic, break in, manipulation~

"Why is he calling again?" i mumbled under my breath. I tried ignoring the ringing and tried to refocus on Bar Rescue. Just as Jon starts to yell, my phone went off again. I pick it up to see 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞. I immediately put the phone down and took a deep breath. Not Again, I thought to myself. I puffed out my puff ball and pulled my wedgie out then headed out the door. I walked towards the kitchen but stopped once I heard a huge smash. I looked over my shoulder in dismay as I seen glass all on my floor, and a note. I ignored the note and glass and kept it pushing. I grabbed a glass and poured me some juice, hearing another smash and more glass. I clenched my jaw and kept trying to ignore the noises.

As I was heading up the stairs towards my room, another loud smash happened but this time I got hit in the head. I looked down to see a rock as I rubbed the back of my head, now even more irritated. "Psst! Sorry!" He whispers. I roll my eyes and kept walking up the stairs. As I got to my door I opened, locked and closed it in a swift manner. I sat back on my bed, started reading a Wattpad story, and started enjoying the peace. "Psst, can I have some cover?". I scooted over before realizing. "WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU IN HERE?" I yelled. "Naw don't start that B.S." he says before turning his back towards me.

"B.S.? NIGGA GET YO ASS OUT MY HOUSE". He looked over his shoulder and looked me up and down before declaring a "Naw". I rolled my eyes and tried to push him out the bed. He didn't budge and started fake snoring. I groaned loudly and grabbed a pillow from my side and started heading towards the door. "Naw where you going?" He says sitting up. "To sleep."

He then hops his ass out the bed, and tries to follow me. "Dion, get back in the bed." I say tiredly. "I wanna sleep with you". I rolled my eyes at his answer, and shook my head no. "Please?? I really don't want to sleep alone". "Well next time don't invite yourself in." I shrugged.

"Not cool". I started trudging towards the door as I heard his footsteps behind me. "Stop following me" I state. I started walking again and so did he. I gave up after some time and just slept in my bed with him. I put a pillow wall up and rolled over to sleep. "What's this for?" He asks poking it. "Whatchu think?" I say annoyed. "You made me a pillow version of you to cuddle with?! Thank you babygirl". I rolled my eyes ignoring the wave of arousal that hit when he called me that. Eventually after hearing his soft snores and watching him cuddle with the pillow wall, I turn over to sleep.

I woke up to the sun on my face. I look over to see its 10 a.m. and I look over to see him still sleep cuddling the pillows. He had a little drool on the side of his face and it looks like he left his phone or the remote on his lap before falling asleep. I don't question it and went to go and get myself together. After brushing my teeth and showering, I walk out the shower. I did my face care routine, and wrap my hair up in a towel. I walked out the bathroom to see him still sleep. I begin to do my skin care routine, when I seen the remote on my night stand. I picked it up and started playing Dance Moms. I finished all my skin care and put on some fuzzy shorts and a black t-shirt. I throw on some socks and begin to do my hair. I style it in two puffs, applied my lip gloss, and put my glasses on. As I continued to watch the show, I heard his phone start to ring. I paused my show to hear where it's coming from. Once I found it, I realized he was laying on it. I shrugged and turned my lights to a magenta purple color. I grabbed a premade blunt out my jar and sparked it up. I opened the window as it started, I took a hit and threw my head back.