Chapter 8

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May 22nd, 2021
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*connies POV: before the party*

"As I said shawty I'm not the least bit interested" i stated, leaning against the stop sign clearly getting annoyed.

"C'mon Connie why you actin like this, we was just lovin up on eachother the other night."

"I wasn't lovin up on shit Camely, I was drunk I told you not to kiss me, but you fucking did now get the fuck out my face."

I was currently across the street from y/n's building. I know she told me to stay right there and not to move but I couldn't help it seeing camely. Camely fucked so much shit up in the past that I had to make it clear to her that I want her out my life period.

With my luck I spotted her across the street and saw it as a perfect opportunity to cut her off right here and now.

" The only reason I came over here was to cut you completely off. Because of your sorry ass I-"

I had to pause. I'm getting emotional, and you don't gain nothing from getting emotional infront of your OPs.

"what? you lost your girl? You know I ain't have anything to do with that Connie."

"You had everything to do with it, Camely !" I said getting even closer to her face. I was about to lose my shit.

And I hate losing my shit

"If it wasn't for you, those motherfuckers wouldn't have showed up to that club that night and y/n..." I calming down just by the sound of her name.

"She wouldn't have gotten as hurt as she did, so just-" I was about to finish my sentence, till I her call to me from across the street.

"Aye Dominican! Get your ass over here and take me home nigga" she said obviously agitated.

"Y/n"

Shit, I told her I'd stay right there and I didn't. And she looked so....disappointed.

I quickly back away from Camely as being in her face looked beyond suggestive in the eyes of anyone who ain't know what y'all was talking about.

"Just fuck off from now on IIght. Or next time shit won't be sweet." I said as I jogged back across the street feeling camelys eyes bore through my back.

"Comin princess." I said quickly switching my mood so y/n wouldn't catch on to the hostility in my demeanor.

The last thing I want her to do is worry. She's been through enough.

I get situated on my motorcycle then continued to help her onto it as well.

"Did you Atleast get the girls number?" I heard y/n ask, which caused me to stiffen a little.

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