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Gray | H.E.R

"Gray is such a pretty color." I mumble looking over the walls of the bedroom in our new home. I love the color gray and everything about it.

But the truth is...this isn't about the color gray.

I look over at Gabriella, she's hanging up clothes in the closet. Something about the atmosphere made my heart swell. The atmosphere that these dull gray walls brought.

The color gray reminded me of her and the home we shared and the memories we'd make between these walls.

The color gray reminded me of how over the moon I was when Gabriella said she wanted to move in together.

The color gray reminded me of the life we were building, the future we'd have,  and the past.

The color gray reminded me of how far we've come in this relationship and how we've both have changed.

So maybe I do actually like the color gray. Or maybe I just like her.

Love not like. We're not kids. I loved her.

"Gabriella, don't you think the color gray is pretty."

I ask that knowing she wouldn't see the color the way I did. She wouldn't understand the deep connection I've formed with the color even though we just moved in last week.

That's okay though because this isn't about the color gray.

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Eat | Doja Cat

This story covers the topic of eating disorders so if you're uncomfortable with that then go ahead and read one of the other many stories on my page. 🤍

"Amala move your ass" I say trying to push her off me. "Eat and ill move" she says. "Baby i can't eat with your big ass sitting on me" I say groaning. She shifts slightly allowing me to atleast try and sit comfortably. "Now eat" she demands.

"Fine"

Amala has been trying to convince me to eat for the last 5 hours but I wasnt hungry. Actually I haven't been hungry for days, I have no clue whats wrong but Amala is convinced I'm starving myself on purpose. She's worried, I get it but it doesn't matter how hard I try to explain to her I'm okay she won't listen. Ever since last year when I ended up in the hospital she's been making sure I eat every day.

I start taking small bites not being able to stomach much before gagging. "You okay?" She asks looking me in my eyes. I nod a little bit. "If you can't do it I won't make you" she smiles kissing my forehead. "Im proud of you regardless" she says. I begin to tear up. I felt as though my heart was going to explode. "I love you" I say trying not to cry. It was true, I loved her. I loved her more than I loved myself.

"I love you more" she kissed me this time on my lips. "Do you want to stop eating?" She asks. "I can eat a little more" I say hoping to see her smile again. I knew she was trying to help me and I wanted to make her proud even if she says she's proud of me regardless. I take another bite, a bigger one this time. As I swallow i wait for this gagging feeling but it never comes. My eyes widen as I mumble to myself. "I did it, I really did it" I smile big. "Im happy for you love, you don't have to eat anymore dont make yourself sick" she says placing her hand on my cheek. I nod gently putting down my fork.

She gets off of me. "Lets go lay down I want to take a nap before I have to go to the studio" she says grabbing my hand leading me to the couch. This was when I realized how much love I had for her. Id love her till the end of time.

"I love you Amala"

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"Would you love me if I was a roach?" | Ice Spice

I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth after getting out of the shower. Now would be the perfect time to mess with Isis, no reason other than the fact I was bored. "Hey, mama can you come here?” I yelled trying to get Isis’s attention. She walks into the bathroom. "Whats wrong?" She asks looking confused.

"Would you love me if I was a roach?" I ask. "..." she doesn't say anything. She looks at me dead silent. "Are you being serious..." she asks. "Yes, yes I am" I say continuing to brush my teeth. "Y/n I am not about to play with you today" she says getting ready to walk out.

"Ill give you head if you answer the question" I say knowing shed actually listen to me now. "Dont bribe me," she says turning around. "I'd love you just the same if you were a roach mama" she says. "Would you really or are you telling me what I want to hear?" I asks looking at her. She shrugs. "Now if you'll excuse me ima be waiting on that head you promised" she says.

"Wait i just brushed me teeth" I frowned. "You should have tried to bribe me" she says from outside the bathroom. I sigh, not complaining though. Id fuck her in a heartbeat.

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Stress Relief | Kaash Paige

"You look stressed mama" Kyla says. I've been working on this wig since early this morning and it was frustrating me. "Im just tired thats all" I yawn. She was just now leaving the studio and had called me. I needed her to help me stay awake. "You hungry?" She asks. "Kinda, last time I ate was this morning" I say. Kaash looks down at her phone.

"What I told you about that?"

"I been busy all day" I roll my eyes.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I don't know (restaurant) sounds fine"

"Okay"

I knew Kyla was not gonna be too happy when I told her I haven't eaten all day. She'll be alright.

The screen goes black for a while "Baby what are you doing?" I ask. "Dont worry about it" she responds. I raise an eyebrow. Kaash is always up to something. Then she goes on mute. "Kyla Paige" I say knowing she had no choice but to answer me. She hated when I used her middle name. "Dont call me that, now what do you want?" She asks, the screen still black. "I just wanted to know what you were doing duh" I say as if it weren't obvious.

"Im looking for something" she says going back on mute. I just gave up because it was clear she was not about to tell me. After about 10 minutes she comes back and I can see that she is in the car again."Ima text you when I get there" she says hanging up before I could respond. "This bitch-" I mumble.

I get back to working on this wig, all I have left to do is wrap it up to be shipped. I finally got the style how the client wanted it and the lace had been tinted. What was taking so long was the fact that I had over plucked originally so I had to go in and add more hair just to have to pluck...AGAIN. I maybe was a bit of a perfectionist, but who the hell wants a wig that looks like its balding? Exactly.

After bagging up the wig and putting it in a box I sit it aside. I'll just worry about the shipping labels and shit tomorrow but for now I was dead tired. Just as I was going to sit down I hear my apartment door open. I figured it was nobody else but Kyla which it was.

"Baby I did not think you'd show up with all of this" I say, my mouth agape. She not only had food, but she had flowers and she bought me a new blanket. I was in love. Its little surprises like this that make my heart skip a beat.

"You should've known i wasn't about to show up with just food" she says putting everything down on the counter. "I love you" I say wrapping my arms around her. "I love you more" she smiles pressing her lips against mine.

I loved the way she cared about me even when I stressed her out. How she'd always make sure I was okay. How she'd pop up at my apartment unannounced just to check on me.