chapter 14.

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I miss him

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I miss him.

It's been a week already and these fact-time calls aren't doing it for me. I need to be able to smell him and kiss him and touch him.

The girls have been teasing me about sulking around the house all day and every day since he left. This has brought me to the conclusion that I, Ashanti Chantel Smith, have major feelings for an asshole named Alessandro De'luca.

Who would've fucking thought?

Right now I was walking from my last class of the day and towards the parking lot when I felt someone tap my shoulder. Turning around I saw the last person that I wanted to see right now.

The fucking audacity of this dude right now.

I scoffed and turned around to walk away from him.

"Come on baby," he said grabbing my wrist, "Don't be like this, let's just talk."

I'm sorry but who gave this two-timing manwhore permission to touch me... and baby,  let's talk? Did he get dropped on the head and lose all memory from the last month ???

"Don't touch me," I said sternly yanking my wrist from his grasp "and you lost all rights to call me baby when you exposed those pictures, that I had no idea existed by the way,"

"OH, and how could I forget when you cheated on me and then slut-shamed me for hanging around Alessandro while your side bitch was standing right next to you " I snapped at him before turning around.

"He's using you, you know," he called after me making me halt in my steps.

oh he uses me well alright

"You're right Malik," I said turning around walking towards him, I ran my hands down his cheeks as he let out a long sigh. "He uses me so fucking well, and in many different positions might I add,"

If looks could kill, I would probably be dead.
"He uses me in ways that you could have never done, makes me cum in ways you never did, "I chuckled softly as I watched his jaw clench.

Seeing as he was speechless, I took this as an opportunity to walk away and leaving him with his thoughts. As I walked towards the parking lot Ivy and Gill flanked beside me and started asking questions.

"What did that low-life want "Ivy asked as Zara, Meg, and Kayla fell in line beside her. "He wanted to talk," I scoffed as we got to our cars.

"He wanted to do what," Kayla asked rolling her eyes."The only time that man should've been talking was to tell his side chick he had a girlfriend "

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