"So does this mean we're over after what we did"
@buyaheartfiction inspired i should probably write for that, right?
SPOILER ALERT: Kinda not really. This is just the first thing that came to mind reading this prompt and IDK if this will really appear in BAHÂ THIS WONT
PS: This is shitty and I couldnât go where I wanted to go without really fucking some shit up since i havent revealed it in BAH
âI mean we arenât really together now, are we? This isnât real. For us to be over weâd have to actually be togetherâ Trinity said as she sat up. The covers fell revealing her naked body.Â
âHow do you feel about me, Trinity?â Owen asked. He was genuinely curious. This arrangement had been going on for quite some time and he could honestly say he was enjoying her company maybe a little more than he should be, but could you fault him? Trinity was a whole damn package. Jamal had done right by him with her.
âWhat do you mean?â She asked getting out the bed and retrieving her clothing.
âItâs a straightforward question.â
âIâm still around so youâre cool people, I suppose.â She said as she slipped into her underwear.
Owen chuckled. He had learned a thing or two about Trinity while being in her presence and this was her trying to remain unfazed and have that mental wall up.
âThatâs it?â
âI mean what do you want me to say Owen? Youâre still playing me and now youâre slinging me good dick so at this rate I might as well be a prostitute. â
Woah! Woah! Woah! Time the fuck out. Did she really just say that crazy shit?
âHave you lost your fucking mind? You think Iâm paying you to sleep with me?â
âI mean this shit has gone on long enough. What exactly are you paying me for? We donât go out like before and youâre not making appearances so what exactly are we doing?â
âIâm not holding you hostage Trinity. You were always free to go so the fact that you stayed and now have the balls to be talking this dumb shit.â He shook his head. âAnd to think you were a smart girl.â
âOh please donât act like youâre fucking high and mighty with your background.â She spat, hitting exactly where it hurt.
âYou know what get the fuck out my house.â
Her laughter filled the room. âYou asked me a question and now youâre mad. Whatever Owen.â
He watched her get dressed and watched her walk out his life.
















