He’s a Thug, but He’s My Thug

"I didn't do it Bae'!" I yelled as I screamed at my boyfriend, while I begged for him to believe my words. This was always happening. My boyfriend, Da'Vontae and I was always arguing and accusing each other of cheating. I would tell him how I would never cheat on him because we've been together for a year and almost 3 months, I've always been cheated on and I know how much it hurts to find out that the one you loved was loving someone else while they were "loving" you. "Just be woman enough Annah. Say that you were cheating on me" Da'Vontae yelled. Annah? Now I know this is getting serious. He never calls me by my name. He always called me Babe, Baby, Boo, or Love and an occasional Care Bear. He only ever called me Annah when he was pissed and by the look on his face he was not in a playful mood. "So we on a first name basis now 'Vontae?" "You made it that way. Just tell me the nigga that you was trying to text and we'll go back to how it used to be cause it obviously wasn't me that you were trying to text." "Da'vontae I wasn't trying to text nobody! My phone was damn near dead so how could I possibly text anyone?" "I don't know but you sure found a way!" "Do you here yourself?! You're not making any sense!" "You know what?" he paused. He looked down as he put his hands over his face and wiped as if he was trying to wipe this angry frustrated look off his face and looked up at me with the most serious look in his eyes. "I'm done." My heart dropped. "You're done? What the hell do you mean you're done 'Vontae? Are you done with me or just this conversation?" "I'm done with us..." He said so nonchalantly like he was asking for a cookie. "Why?! I did nothing wrong! All I ever did was love you Da'Vontae" My eyes built up with tears as I talked. I tried to hold them back but they wasn't working. With each word I said a tear fell out my eyes and down my cheeks. The person I was in love with, spent most of my time with, gave my all to, was with 1 year and 3 months was leaving me. And it was like he didnt give a damn! He just sat there with his arms crossed, leaning against the dresser in my bedroom, staring at me crying with this look on his faced that showed he didn't care. "If you loved me you wouldn't have done it." He said. I looked at him with disgust as I said "Done what Da'vonte? Everybody knows I go with you so why would I even worth the risk of cheating on you? He shook his head and headed for the door. I looked up and yelled "Where the hell do you think you're going?!" "Home" "We're not done talking about this!" I yelled as I got up running after him. "No," he said walking towards the front door. "You're not done talking about this. I am. I'm done with you Annah. You always doing me wrong! Yeah, I did you wrong sometimes before too but you be crossing the line!" "And you crossed the line at times too!" I yelled as we reached the front door. "The pictures that were sent to your phone, the groupies I found on your f*******: and Twitter begging for your d**k? And I've crossed the line? You've got some nerve Da'vonte" Da'vonte looked down for a minute as if he was plotting his next move. He looked at me and started kissing me. For almost a minute I thought he was staying so I stopped crying. He broke the kiss and looked at me. He brushed the left over tears off my face and looked me in my eyes as I looked into his beautiful hazel brown eyes. The same hazel brown that always won me over. He broke our stare as quick as he broke our kiss and said "Annah I..I just... I just can't do this any more" he opened the door without even looking back at me and shut the door behind him. I stood there wondering where did I go wrong? Of course I made mistakes but I always made up for them. I went over to the couch and sat there thinking of what just happened. A few hours went by and I was still sitting on the couch. My phone had a couple missed calls and texts from a few close friends. Assuming they knew me and Da'Vonte broke up because he loves drama like Lindsay Lohan and Charlie Sheen loves c***k so he probably let all of f*******: and Twitter know what happened, just for the attention. I heard a key through the door and automatically assumed it was my mother which it was. I didn't move an inch as I said "Hello" to my mother. She looked up to see who I was and said "Hi Baby, why you sitting in the dark?" I completely forgot that it was so late. Da'Vontae left around 3:00 and it was now 10:00. "Oh I was just thinking Momma." She sat next to me and said "I know you and Da'Vontae broke up. Your sister, Neveah told me. All I have to say that if it was real love he wouldn't have did what he did." That damn Neveah, always getting in my business. But my Momma was right. If he really did love me he wouldn't have left without a reason. I nodded my head and she kissed me on the forehead. I hugged her and told her I was going to sleep cause I was so tired. She nodded her head and waved her hand towards my room. I wrapped my hair and put on my pajamas before I climbed into bed. I sat there thinking about the good times I had with 'Vontae and how much I would miss him. But I knew I would have to get over him one way or another.