— ♫ ”It go like do re mi fa so fkn done with you girl so fkn done with all the games you play i ain’t no tic tac toe send the x and o’s on another note i’m do re mi so fkn done with you girl” ♫ —

You knew Junior from school, he moved here a couple years ago and over the years he’s gained popularity. . . and took advantage of it. He thought he’s mature enough for a relationship, but a secret one because his dad would literally kill him since he wants gim to focus of football (⚽️) and his grades.

Ten months ago was when you and Junior began to date, then broke up six months later. Those next four months became on and off. Like he loves you, crazy that’s why he keeps running back after every text message you send whether it’s a “i miss you” or a “Don’t ever text me again”. A text is a text to him.

But today, he’s had enough. You’re arguing with him on the way to school, about, well it’s obvious is it not? “God, you’re acting like it’s my fault you keep running back.” You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest as you spoke.

“You’re toying with me. You know I like you, and you’re taking advantage of me.” Junior stated, sighing as he ran his hair through his short curls.

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