Being Good Enough

Chapter 19

Chris's POV

I nodded my head eagerly at Khadijah. "Yeah, yeah, we should do that."

I was so relieved when she said we should start over. When she ignored for a full week, I actually started to think that she really wanted to break up. Usually, after a few messages from me saying sorry any girl would we back with me but not her.

Khadijah shook her head no at me. "Um, I don't mean it like that. I mean lets start this conversation over."

I fell back on my bed and covered my face with my hands. She's so fucking difficult. Why won't she just take me back? But even though shes getting on my nerves, thats still my baby and I still want us to be together.

I miss Khadijah. I don't think I've ever liked a girl as much as I like her. She was just so innocent and cute and different than other girls. Why did I mess everything up?

"Why did you cheat?" Khadijah asked. Guess we were thinking the same thing.

"It was an accident, I swear."

"An accident is tripping and falling. What, did you accidently trip and fall in Karrueches pussy?" Khadijah scoffed.

"You were with Micheal and I got jealous," I confessed. I leaned up off the bed to look at Khadijah.

She sniffled a little as she looked everywhere around the room expect for me. Seeing her upset just made me feel even more guilty. I know that i'm not good enough for Khadijah, a nigga was always making her cry.

"Well, you could've told me that," she replied.

I scoffed. "Not like it would've mattered. Ain't yall dating now or whatever?" I said, bitterly.

"He's nice to me. No hitting or cheating or being embarrased is involved," Khadijah said. It pissed me off hearing her defend him. I don't really deserve Dijah but neither does he.

"Khadijah, if you just give me one more chance, I swear I'll be nicest boyfriend ever. Please," I pleaded. I looked right into her eyes. And just to be extra, I grabbed her hands in mine.

We stood there silently. I hope she could magically sense how much I really wanted her. Khadijah licked her perfect lips and -

"Khadijah! Honey, its time to go," my mom yelled from downstairs.

"One minute," Khadijah yelled back. She stepped away from me and closer to the door.

"Chris . . .I just wanna be friends for now," she said.

"I'm good with that," I replied.

I opened my arms for a hug. I saw that she hesitated but she came to me anyway. Her flowerly perfume made me miss her even more. I kissed her on the cheek quickly. I felt her arms tighten around my waist.

I smirked as she pulled away gently. I knew she would come back to me. She always does.
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Khadijahs POV

Warm air engulfed me as my family and I got back into our apartment. I was going to go the bathroom but my Aunt began talking.

"Khadijah?" My Aunt asked.

"Yeah?"

"That boy Chris. Are you and him close friends?"

"Um, I wouldn't say that."

"He likes you. Very much actually."

"How can you tell?"

"When you walked into the house, his smile was huge."

I sat down on the couch next to her.

"Auntie, have you ever been cheated on?" I asked. She nodded her head slowly.

"Yes. And i'm sure the majority of women have. Why? Did that happen to you?"

If I told I had started dating, the entire family would start hovering over me so I lied. "Um no. But my friend got cheated on. And now the boy wants to get back with her. What should she do?"

"Tell her don't do it. Once a cheater, always a cheater," she said in a matter-of-factly way.

"You're right. Thanks for the advice. And goodnight."
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I'd been laying in bed for over an hour now. All I thought about was Chris. When I was NOT thinking about him?

I started to remember what happened to Mary. Mary had a boyfriend named August. He was nice but ended up cheating on her. They got back together and then he cheated again. They broke up and never got back together. I remember how much and how long Mary cried over him. She told I shouldn't spend my time crying over a boy that ain't shit like she did.

If any other girl told me that her boyfriend that her boyfriend had hit and cheated on her, I would automatically say break up with him. And here I am, wanting to be with Chris again. I took out my phone and looked at some pictures of he and I.

I know no one was suggesting that we get back together but honestly, I don't care. No one makes me happier than Chris. When me and Chris are good, we're great. I only said I wanted to be friends to try and appear strong. When Chris and I hugged, I knew that I wanted more than friendship.

Micheal is a nice guy, but honestly he is just not for me.

Hey Micheal, can we talk tomorrow? -Khadijah, 12:31 am.

Its crazy how fast things change. At school I was talking about how much I liked Micheal and now I'm going to break up with him. I just hope I don't make the wrong choice, picking Chris over Micheal.
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Hey everyone! I know this chapter is pretty short but I have an excuse. Tomorrow is my birthday so I've been obesessing over that but I didn't want to leave you guys update-less. My birthday wish is for lots of comments lol And also I can't believe that this story has over 3k views! That is totally insane, thank you to everyone who read.
Did Khadijah make the right choice or is she stupid for leaving Micheal? -Khadijah