if you see these men, RUN. || (DAVE EAST) (CHRIS BROWN)

Chapter 104

ladies n gentlemen, my baby father:
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Capri Martin
one week later...
"Okay I was thinking we get room dividers if the dorm room is gonna be set up like that. I'm sorry I need my privacy. Miss rose is getting used!" Sam scoffed, leaning back on her bed.

"Samaria!" Zillah exclaimed.

"It's true. And we all got one so I know y'all want them dividers too."

"Capri you listening to this?" Zillah laughed.

"She too busy on that phone. Who you texting?" Sam questioned.

"Hm? Oh. CJ." I replied.

Smiling, Sam snatched my phone to see what'd it been about. "Let me see.."

"Girl unless CJ changed his name to Elijah, you is lyin." She cackled, scrolling a little too far through our messages.

Snatching my phone back, I turned it off and put it under my thigh. "It's nothing! He was just apologizing for some stuff...you know. And like trying to get me back with Q."

"Girl you said that last week. It looked like there was more going on than just that."

"What do you want me to say? We're cool I guess. We talk here and there. Just about mental health and what's going on in our lives. Q comes up here and there. It's really not what you think. I promise I keep it very professional. I am not a homie hopper. In this case brother hopper."

"Mmhm. That's why you lied bout talking to him just now, right?"

Before I could make an argument, Zillah spoke up.

"What does he look like again? I barely see him."

Handing her my phone, I showed her Eli's Instagram. Sam got off of her bed just to see what she was looking at. I swear my friends were annoying as fuck.

"Oh he's fine." Sam scoffed.

"Samaria!"

"What? You know ima tell it how it is. That boy is fine. If I wasn't with Sonny, best believe I woulda been goin fa Q's olda brotha."

"Yo you're a bird. I can't stand you." I laughed.

"Well she's not lying." Zillah admitted, zooming all in on his pictures.

Sam gave her a high five then a hug. "Exactly. But I would've went fa him first Pri."

"Ew. No. I don't like unibrows. It gave me the ick. Plus he treats Q like shit half the time. I don't like him."

"But you're continuing to text him like he's your friend...make it make sense girl."

"I didn't mean don't like him as in-"

"Aht, aht hush up...you know you wanna sit on this face." She joked, showing me one of his selfies.

I almost gagged looking at the photo. Snatching my phone away, I exited out of Elijah's Instagram and turned it off.

"Y'all are done." I chuckled, trying to mask my embarrassment.

I don't know why I kept in contact with Elijah. It was just one of those things I guess. We didn't talk about anything really. I guess in a way...it was just me holding on to whatever was left of me and Q's relationship. Including saying hi to his mom when I saw her on my block or speaking to Eli.

Speaking to Eli was the only thing that kept me semi-grounded. It was like confirmation that everything would be okay. I couldn't explain it but I felt like I could move on from this. Even if the person helping me get through it was his brother...in a way. I don't know. I just think I didn't wanna let go of Quentin or his memory in it's entirety. I didn't wanna let anyone know that either. I felt guilty for still loving that boy and I was afraid of how other people might view that.