Promise me, No Promises GxG

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The next morning I woke up and completely forgot were I was. I almost rolled off the bed in a panic. For a second I forgot I moved in with Jaylen. I woke up and saw Mean's old room and was so thrown off.

I got up and stretched then put on my short silk robe. I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, washed my face, and showered.

I felt like I was getting ready for my day for nothing. I can't go to work.. I can't see my girlfriend.

I put the robe back on and put on some slippers before going into the kitchen. Her kitchen floor is always ice cold.

"Hey" I jumped a little.

I swear I didn't see Jaylen come up to me.

"Hey" I responded opening her refrigerator.

"Sorry about last night." She groaned .

"Yea, about that." I said getting an attitude. I grabbed the orange juice and closed the fridge. "Why the fuck didn't you tell me you're with Bri?"

"Because if I did you wouldn't have came"

"You're damn right I wouldn't have came. What the fuck Jaylen? I wasn't expecting to come here and get cussed out by my ex best friend"

She groaned "I knoww... I just wanted to bring you two together again. I know she misses you. She's constantly bringing you up like she has a problem with you.. but in reality y'all stopped being friends for no reason. I think she thinks I'd be mad if she was your friend but I'm not like that."

"Where is she anyway? How is she not here accusing me of trying to fuck you right now?"

She chuckled a little "she had an appointment this morning. Somebody wants butt length braids. Or some shit like that. That's why she was so mad when you asked to stay here because she's going to be gone all day... but I fixed that though."

"I know, I heard." I rolled my eyes.

"Oh shit, you heard us?"

"Don't play stupid. You know I did."

I stared at Jaylen. Being around her in this house brought back so many memories.. and not just good ones.

I sighed. "I don't even know what I was thinking coming here. I thought I'd never see you, or this house again. It must say something if I rather live with someone who punched me in the face then move back in with my parents."

I could tell the fact that she hit me still bothers her. She got quiet and looked away when I said it.

I found a glass and rinsed it out pouring me some juice.

"I'm not proud of that shit Kya. After y'all left that day and I realized what I did. I beat myself up about it for weeks. I dead ass messaged you long paragraphs on any social media, or number I thought you would possibly see... then I saw you blocked me on everything. Which killed me even more because I couldn't even properly apologize.... But now I can. I am so so sorry. It was wrong as fuck. I was so emotional. And I'm use to using fighting to get out my frustration with Mean.. you know that. All we do is throw hands when we get mad. I still can't believe I got mad enough to hit you."

At first I was standing there soaking up her apology, sipping my drink. Then my stomach started to turn. I can't sit here and act like it came out of no where. I fueled all that anger she had pent up inside of her.

  "Thanks for apologizing.. I owe you an apology too though. I mean, if I were you, I'd be ready to fight somebody too. I was fucked up... like really fucked up. Im sorry I treated you that way. I fucked your sister and got in a relationship with her.... Then I did the same thing with the girl you tried to move on with."