Page 5 of Her Loyalty

"My fault, baby. I just wanted to know that you was good."

"Yeah, I'm fine." My smile slowly falling, hearing a knock at the bathroom door.

"Whatchu doing though? I want to talk to you a little bit. Can I do that?" He asked and I sighed heavily.

"I wish I could but I really have to study, babe." I expressed to him and I could hear him sighing.

"Please don't be like that, okay?"

"Aight, Tiana. I guess I'll talk to you later on tonight then?"

"Yes. I'll call you before I go to sleep. I promise."

"Aight."

"I love you." He huffed.

"I love you too. I really do." I expressed to him while my voice cracked, my emotions obviously taking over me. I knew that this was wrong.

"Yo." He spoke more alert now, obviously hearing the sadness in my voice.

"What's wrong, T?" He asked and I shook my head as if he could see me.

"Baby, talk to me. What's wrong?" He asked again as I began to cry, hearing soft knocks at the door again.

"Nothing. I have to go, Okay?"

"I love you." I spoke quickly, hanging up the phone.

Wiping away my tears, I grabbed the door knob and swung back the door. Connor was standing right there as his eyes landed directly onto mine.

"You alright, babe?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Yes, I'm fine." I forced a smile onto my face.

"Let's study."

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Dom

An hour later

"This shit hitting." The homie, Piro, spoke as he took a pull from the blunt full of weed I'd just sold to him.

"I'm gon' need two more." He told me, pulling out a hundred dollar bill.

Discreetly, I took it out of his hand and I slid him two more bags.

"Thanks for this shit, nigga. Ima gon' hit you later." He told me and I nodded, before dapping him up.

Making my way back to the crib, I sighed heavily with Tiana on my mind. I knew she was stressing out about her moms and school and that shit had me on ten. I never liked when she was upset especially when it wasn't shit I could do about it. That shit had me ready to pull up, tell her to pack all her shit and come live with me but I knew that was out of the question, Tiana got goals.

Breaking me away from my thoughts, I skipped steps, making my way back into my crib.

"Yo Dom, you good?" My sister, Deja, asked as I came through the door.

"Yeah, I'm aight." I stressed, closing the door behind me.

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