Chapter 18

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I walk into the house and set my purse on the my kitchen counter.

My brain is fucked.
That nigga stared at me the whole time.

"Justin!".

Silence .

Aww damn. He at the fuckin party with Kai.

I miss my baby.

I roll upstairs and kick my shoes off.

As soon as I lay down my doorbell rings.

I groan and get up and walk to the door..

Without even look through the peephole I opened the door.

"Jacob?".

He eyes , bloodshot , he walks in .

"Well damn , come in", i say sarcastically.

"It was even my child Breanna , Chelsea lied , we divorced over a dumb lie".

I scrunch my eyebrows.

"You still cheated Jacob".

He facepalms himself in frustration.

"I aplogized already. But I love you Breanna . I only stayed with Chelsea cause i thought that it was my child".

I laugh in disbelievement.

"I have a boyfriend Jacob, a good one at that".

He scoffs.

"But where is he now".

Oh hell no. He is not gonna come in my house and disrespect me.

"Leave Jacob".

He shakes his head.

"When he cheats dont say I didnt tell you so."

I point to the door.

"He's not like you."

He gets up and walk out slamming the door.

I flinch and walk back upstairs.

I dont even know why security let that nigga pass the gate.

I lay down and my phone rings.

OH MY GAWD CANT A NIGGA GET SOME PEACE.

I pick up my phone.

"Hello", i say irritated.

"Well damn sorry , I just wanted to know if i could crash at yo place cause camille trippen", Hakeem says .

I sigh.

"Yeah. Come on, Ask security to let you in".

"Alright thanks ugly".

****

Alright fam .

Thats it.

What do you think about Jacob's return?

What do you think about Justin?

And ima start asking yall questions about yallselves.

How old are yall?

Grade?

And state?

Im just curious. I really want to get to know yall.

5 votes and comments til i update?

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