i opened the door and it was...jayla.
we stared at each other, awkwardly. assuming she knows what happened.
"can i?" she asks, referring to coming in, and i nod, closing the door.
we sit on the couch, opposite from each other.
"so...i know what he did." jayla starts, he meaning javon.
i nod, awkwardly.
"and i wanted to apologize that none of us reached out to you, javon said to not to and this was only between you two," jayla continued.
"it's okay, it wasn't you or your family's fault," i say.
we stare at each other, again.
"that's all i wanted to say, but we can keep in-touch, right?" she asks, smiling, as we get up.
i nod, we hug, and she leaves.
THIRD POV
once jayla made it back home, javon sat on the couch, waiting? thinking? nervous?
"what'd you say?!" javon asked, standing up noticing jayla walking in.
"all i was said that i was sorry we didn't reach out after...all that!" jayla explained.
"did rosalie look sad? or happy?! or-"
"calm down! but yea, she looked miserable."
"did i do the wrong thing? ending the relationship? or was it the right thing?"
"nah, you messed up, big time!"
E SPEAKS!
ya anyways
