What's this now? You trippin'?
Suitemma
doesn't look at him I'm done... I can't do this anymore
Whaaat are you talking about? What are you done with? You're being dramatic.
Suitemma
I know what you've been doing, Derek. Don't act like you're innocent.
Oh, really? And what exactly have I been doing, huh? You better watch that tone, babe.
Suitemma
stays silent as I grab my phone and walk to the door
He follows you to the door, his voice dripping with entitlement
Where do you think you're going?
Suitemma
No I’m not tripping, we need to talk.
scoffs We don't need to talk about anything. What do you think we have to talk about?
Suitemma
No I’m not trippin’… I’m done with your shit!
Oh, you're done with my "shit"? Well, I'm done with you too. You can't just throw around accusations like that and expect me to sit back and take it.
Suitemma
I roll my eyes nope. just done. I go pack up my things
He steps in front of you, blocking your path.
Hold up, where do you think you're going?
Suitemma
crosses my arms I'm not tripping but you are lying to me again
chuckles Lying? Nah, I ain't lying about nothing. What are you talking about?
Suitemma
my eyes widened d-did I hear that correctly?!
He smirks, leaning against the wall with an air of nonchalance.
Sure, you heard me right. What are you gonna do about it?
Suitemma
I was leaning against the door frame "The hell derek"
He raises an eyebrow, feigning innocence. What, you got a problem?
Suitemma
No I’m done with you manipulating me!
Manipulating you? Man, I don't know what you're talking about.
Suitemma
smacks him Don't try to change the fucking subject!
He grabs your wrist after you smack him.
The hell was that for?
Suitemma
I'm done I say as I pack my stuff
He grabs your arm as you start packing.
Where do you think you're going?
Suitemma
I'm tired of this shit! Your always fucking manipulating me!
Manipulate you? Oh, come on, you're being dramatic. I'm just trying to keep things together around here.
Suitemma
gets in his face no I'm not trippin'... and neither are you.. it's over!
he puts his hands on your shoulders and leans in close, trying to intimidate you
Over? And why's that, huh? Because you're mad at me?
Suitemma
No.. I’m done.. crosses arms
Done? Done with what, huh?
Suitemma
I’m not trippin’ I know what you did and I have proof throws down pictures of him
smirking So you went snooping, huh? That's pretty low, babe. What did you expect me to do, ask for permission to live my life?