Jailbird

~Chapter 46~

Zedlin

I should've never fùcked Sienna.

That's all I ever really thought about lately these days. I'd had so many issues with her over the past few months we'd been fùcking, that I was starting to think it wasn't worth the actual fùcking part.

I couldn't stand being apart of drama.

After all, it's what got me locked up.

And Sienna was the epitome of drama. All of that shìt with her abusive ex-boyfriend and then all of that confusing shìt with her powerful sperm donor who just decided to appear for no reason at all.

I still didn't get that whole situation and I wouldn't want to because of the drama it contained.

But the whole point I was getting at, was that Sienna was a drama magnet. When we just teased each other, her drama was entertaining to watch from the outside looking in.

Now that I was inside looking out, I wanted to strangle myself.

I wasn't stupid...

Sienna was in love with me. And it was partially my fault by being so chummy with her in the beginning, but I told her countless of times I didn't do love and all of that extra shìt that came with it.

But some women had a real bad fùcking habit of falling in love with a man in their heads, get their hearts broken and still blamed the man for the damage.

They were complicated as hell.

And I had been willingly fùcking one complicated asś woman.

Sienna had pìssed me off for the last time with that Jeremy bullshìt. I still couldn't fùcking believe it.

Yeah, I fùcked him up real bad, but I deemed it necessary for what he did.

Then knowing what he did and seeing him so close to Sienna just made me snap. She was right, she never should've laid on her back for me. Not even gonna lie, I still felt like I owned her pùssy.

Yeah, I knew how shallow it sounded.

--Didn't care.

I also, from here on out didn't care what Sienna did. Her complicated feelings were one sided and I just didn't care anymore.

At least, I really didn't want to.

I heard the text message ping go off on my phone, so I sat up in my bed and patted around for it.

When I found it, I saw I got an image sent from a number I didn't have saved.

I opened the message and my heart lurched.

Every part of me that I had under control, was about to get tested.

My chest ached even further as I took in a deep breath, "Ahh, fùck."

I couldn't believe this shìt...

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Sienna

I had thought of texting Zedlin, but I was trying to come up with the perfect way to say what I needed to say.

There were so many words and so many possibilities, that it was nearly impossible to come up with the perfect message that would say it all.

And that thought alone was enough to make me forget about texting him at all. I hated that I felt like I needed to say something else to him.

I also hated that I actually loved him.

Could love be surgically removed from the heart? And could someone attempt that procedure on me? I desperately needed it.