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"Aight you sure you got everything." I asked again.
"Yes, for the last time, yes Jayce." Aug laughed.
"I just wanna make sure, you finna go half way across the country." I spoke.
"Don't go nowhere alone," I spoke.
"Jayce..." he sighed.
"And don't be talking to no weird ass niggas." I added.
"Baby..." He repeated.
"And if you need me, call me, I'll find a way down there no question." I nodded.
"Jayceon" He groaned, slapping my hands over my face.
"I heard the trafficking shit bad down there too, don't be out too late." I said finally.
"Jayceon, relax." He blurted, cutting off my rant.
"I'll be fine, I'm a big boy, stop worrying." He chuckled, hugging my abdomen and placing his head on my chest.
"I know, it's just...we ain't been this far away from each other before, like ever, Shit mad scary..." I nodded.
"I know, Imma miss you too," he frowned, "Don't do anything stupid while I'm gone, and don't get too high, and don't fight, and please for the love of god, do not leave the apartment a damn mess." He spoke quickly.
"Gotchu, Gotchu, maybe, and imma do my best." I shrugged.
He straight faced me causing me to laugh.
"LAST CALL FOR ALL PASSENGERS FOR FLIGHT 201A."
"Aight, I gotta go." He said lowly.
"Nah," I spoke, tightening my grip around his smaller body.
"Jayce, c'mon." He spoke, causing me to sigh and ultimately let him go.
"I love you," he spoke, grabbing his suitcase.
"I love you too, gon head before you miss yo flight." I nodded, smacking his butt as he walked away.
"Text me when you get onna plane," I told him , "and call me when you get there!" I added, ignoring the looks I was getting for being so loud.
I watched him all the way until he was out of sight. It didn't take long after that for him to let me know he was boarded on the plane too.
When I left the airport I made my way to Devons house. Once I pulled up I immediately noticed the amount of cars that were parked outside.
I scrunched my face up In confusion as I got out, stuffing my hands in my pockets as I walked up to Devons door, then knocking on it sternly.
It didn't take long before Kyrique opened it and pulled me in quickly, slamming the door behind me.
"Fuck goin on?" I questioned, wondering both why he pulled me in so quick, and why I heard so many voices in the kitchen.
