HEXED|| URBAN (CB)

Chapter 89

Milo Delavan
July, 1 month later...
The way she left with no explanation. The way I had no closure. The way I blamed myself everyday was out of hand. I ain't go one day without thinking bout that girl.

Her smile, her laugh, her body, personality, them tattoos, that hair, all of it. She must've been real mad at a nigga cause she completely ghosted me after she messaged me that last time.

I tried everything to contact her. I tried. I tried contacting shawty through instagram, she ain't been active since the art show. She posted her luh 3rd place prize and hasn't been on since.

All of my dm's were unread. I checked for her on snap but she blocked me. I knew she was posting though. Cause not on no weirdo shit, I made a back up and saw she was posting. Wasn't much, just selfies and twitter quotes letting everyone know she was single.

That was such a typical thing of her. Gone tell the internet her business without telling them her business. I missed ha though.

I missed when she tried to put me on her stories and shit but now that was all over. It'd really been a month and I was losing all hope for us.

I don't even think I did anything. What could I have done? There was nothing I did. I missed her art show, BY ACCIDENT. I don't think she would break up with me over that? Over that shit alone? There was no way. Sum else had to have happened.

I would use magic to help us out but I think my magic did enough to her.

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Luca Delevan

I drove by her apartment about 5 times today. 3 of the times she wasn't there. By the 4th and 5th time she was, so I parked my bike down the street and walked up her block.

I made sure to put my cap on so she wouldn't see me just in case. I was on my Joe Goldberg shit.

It'd been a month since I seen her. That night was crazy as hell. It was one of the best and one of the worst nights of my entire life. I told Anais everything I did to cause all the pain in her life. And she still loved me. Ion know if we could call that real love.

I realized we were no good together after we fucked. It felt good when I released all that pent up energy in my body. But immediately after, I started feeling guilty. After all this, her and Milo were in love as well. I feel like I genuinely took her from him. And the way she was willing to drop him for me...the one who murdered everyone who tried to come near her...it ain't feel right.

To be honest, if we got back together, we would be worse than before. I'd be so possessive of her because I wouldn't want to lose her again. I probably would've ended up killing her. Then I really couldn't live with myself.

This all didn't mean I ain't love her. Cause I did. I loved her so much and still saw a future with her. Maybe in another life time. For right now, I had to accept the fact at hand. We couldn't be together. I guess you could say a nigga was maturing in a way.