"Are you coming back to me?" He asks, leaning against his car. She frowns. She couldn't answer it. She wasn't coming back for him. She never would.

If only words like that were true for her.

"Why are your niggas checking up on me?" She asks, getting into his face and changing the topic. She used to be so happy. "I'm done with you! Stop having niggas following me. What does done sound like to you?"

"Maira." He says, grabbing her hand and moving it away from his face. "I just need to make sure you're alright."

"I'm perfect! I told you to get the fuck outta my life so stay outta it." She shouts, and he sighs, hoping he'd be able to calm her down. He hated dealing with females like this, but Maira was different.

"You don't mean that, baby."

"Fuck you." She spits at him, an ugly sneer on her pretty face. She used to be such a great girl. She used to find happiness in everything. She's never been this spiteful and angry and mean. She didn't cuss that much before. She was never this petty before. He fucked her up. He ruined her.

She used to be so happy, so carefree. But things changed. She changed in order to be able to adapt to this. To him.

"Maira." He says, holding her hand. She pulls her hand away from him. "Come back to me. I'm sorry." She frowns. She's heard it all before, so what more was there to say? He should've just left her alone. She should've just left him alone. She should have listened to her friends. He was no good for her. He was just using her for sex and appearances.

She knew she was a pretty girl, and so did he and his friends. With him, he looked like the man. Plus his additional side pieces he had. He was the man.

"I've heard that line before." She spitefully says. She was never like this before.

He raises an eyebrow, all of the desperation and 'love' wiped off his face. Here it is. "So you finna dip? Dip then. You act like ain't any other girls checking for me." This was the Riley who changed her. She crosses her arms and grinds her teeth. When this Riley came out, she couldn't say anything. She was weak. So fucking weak for him. "Girls is so fucking thirsty for me. I know one of them bitches will ride. I ain't got time for your little kid shit. You the reason why nobody fucking with you."

"Riley, you know why I'm like this! We both do! We know the fucking truth! You did me so dirty and I tried. I was down for you, so don't ever act like I wasn't." She says, tears pricking her eyes. "I love you." She whispers.

He didn't want her. She was too clingy and always wanted his attention, so he drifted away and started fucking other girls and for a while, she let him. She didn't want him to leave her. She loved him too much to even think of something like that. It took her catching him in the act twelve times before she finally left him. She knew better, but she was hoping he'd change for her. He couldn't even change for himself, so what was she thinking? He made no effort. He didn't care.

She would cry and cry and he wouldn't care. He'd wipe her tears away, but not tell her that he was going to stop. Why lie to her and get her hopes up?

He only sometimes told her sorry. But why be sorry when it wasn't genuine? He knew her, even if she did leave, she wouldn't be gone for long. She was too attached. She could leave as many times as she wanted, but he knew how to get her back.

"You don't get it." He says, walking up to her. He holds her chin, keeping it forward. "Every bitch wanna be you because you with me. You love me, why you keep on playing like this? All those other girls might have had me, but you keep me. So why you keep playin? Time is wasting, bae."

She closes her eyes, a lone tear slipping from one out of pain. It was too much for her. His words struck her and she couldn't anymore. He wipes it away. "Baby, don't cry." He mutters, and she closes her eyes tightly. "What's your answer."

"Riley-"

"Time is wasting."

A lump rises in her throat. She knew what she was going to say. She didn't want to say it. She wanted to keep it in and run away and hide. She never wanted to see him.

Time is wasting.

"You down?" He asks and she nods, more tears slipping from her eyes.

She wasn't like this before. She was so happy before. She had every reason to be happy. She was in love with a man who was in love with her. She was so happy. He loved her so much before. What happened?

Why did he do this to her? Without another word, he presses his lips to her, roughly grabbing her and pulling her into an embrace. She welcomes it, wrapping her arms around his neck. She could smell another woman's fragrance on his shirt and more tears slip from her eyes. She wanted this to stop.

"If I fuck you hard enough, would you stop cheating?" She mutters as he presses kisses to her cheeks.

"You can try."