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"Bro, what is you even going through my shit for!? Chance, that shit weird." Meadow yelled from across the room
"The fuck you mean! I'm asking you a fucking question and you're snapping on me." I yelled back
"No, you snooping around my house and shit! Like that shit pissing me off. Don't look around my house fa shit, I don't give a fuck what it is!" He walked into the bathroom connected to his room
He was only in there for so long before I followed behind him. "Meadow, how is that snooping? Because you had some shit in your cabinet, the fuck is you even hiding stuff from me? I'm your girlfriend, and you can't even tell me about your damn past, and mental health disorders!? What type of shit is that?"
"Everything ain't your business, fuck can you do for me if I was to tell you shit going on in my life?" He turned to me
Tears flowed down my face, what did he even mean by that? What he said made me feel like I'm an outsider, not even apart of his life honestly
I was his girlfriend at the end of the day, we talked to the sun came up about anything, and he couldn't tell me about his mental health
I understood him keeping the fact he was SA'd inside, but not telling me that he was schizophrenia? Not telling me that he was meds? That he wasn't even taking...
Then for him to say that "fuck can you do for me if I was to tell you shit going on in my life?" I'm literally apart of his life, what did he mean?
"You crying right now, boa?" Meadow sucked his teeth with a look of disgust on his face
"I don't wanna talk anymore." I started to walk out, and he pulled me back
"Chance, chill." He sighed
"I'm chill, Meadow. Just leave me alone." I used my free hand to wipe my face
"I'm not finna let you walk away, and you crying."
"You're the reason that I'm fucking crying! I just want you to leave me be before you make it worse, damn." I mugged him
He frowned up at me. "You overreacting right now because I didn't tell you some shit that you never even asked about."
"Acting like I lied to you or sum." He mugged
"Does it matter? And you're the one overreacting, going off about me being sneaky and other things. I'm not being sneaky at all, I wasn't looking for that shit! You're being sneaky for hiding it and not letting me know what's up." I responded as he let go of my arms
"I'm not being no fucking sneaky, it's what the fuck I went through. You not being considerate of how the fuck I feel."
I just laughed, he was turning the whole conversation. "You're changing the whole fucking subject right now." I shook my head, still laughing
