Adele's POV
Maybe things were getting better. After I left Serena's place I felt like a weight was lifted off my shoulder. As if Ace and I were back on the same track.
It was messed up what happened and I knew it and he knew it. I know myself, as much as I try to fight it - I just cant... I love Ace and I knew I wanted to be with him. He's all I knew since I was 16. My first boyfriend and everything.
Back then Ace was just Ace. He was known for being that pretty kid with a bunch of rowdy friends and they were up to no good. Nobody knew he would've built a whole empire and a multi millionaire freaking business with his friends. With or without the money things have always been messy with Ace and I. Him with money was even messier because he paid for all my stuff. He gave me a lavish lifestyle when me and him were raised in the dirt.
I let a lot of things slide that's hes done to me... I wasn't proud of it but I wasn't strong enough.
I head home and go to sleep. The next morning, I wake up with a million text messages and calls from Serena and some other random people.
I open the link Serena sent me. "Declan Mills, player for New York Knicks , assaulted in his own home. He was beaten up and taken to intensive care where he is currenly unconscious."
"Jesus..." I sit up and look at the article. There was a picture of me. I was hanging out with him in the club and they took a picture of us. I was being messy and stupid and angry at Ace... but he was famous and people taking pictures.
Ace. I call Serena who answers the phone.
"One second let me put the baby down." She says as I get out of my bed.
"Hey." She says.
"Girl, what is happening?"
"Your little play mate."
"Oh my God dont say that..." I say cringing.
"Hes got a loud mouth. Not suprised someone beat him up." Serena says.
"I think its Ace."
"You think its Ace? Shit. Does he not know?" She asks.
"No..."
"Well he knows now. Is he not on probation?" Serena says. I could hear Tristan next to her.
"That fucking idiot." He says in the background and I start panicking. Fuck. I get off the phone from Serena and call Ace but he doesnt answer my call. I shower and get dressed into jeans and a top before putting on a coat. It was fucking cold outside.
"Ill be back in a little bit." I tell London who starts talking to me.
On my way to Ace's house I was panicking. Last night things were good. Here he goes...
Declan was kind of just a friend? We literally hung out because he was comforting fresh breathe away from sad eyes Serena and Tristan... I hated Ace for what he had done... and so did Declan so we had something in common. He was just a chatty friendly guy. It didnt turn sexual or anything?
"Ray... you're in my way." I say as Ray opened the door but would not let me in.
"I can sense chaos." He says and I frown. "From?"
"You."
"Ray. Dont make me punch you?" I say and he just chuckles letting me in. He was Ace's right hand and best friend. The two were like two peas in a pod. So freaking annoying . Ray was just more comedic. He made everything a joke.
Ace was in he kitchen making a sandwich. His mouth was busted. His lower lip had a cut and was swollen a little. His knuckles were red, grazed and busted open. I watched his hands make rhe sandwich.
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ZHAVIA II
RomanceTRIGGER WARNING THIS STORY CONTAINS VIOLENCE, ABUSE, DRUGS AND ADDICTION. The story continues...