(A/N-Look at bae. Pic from the concert in the mm. Shit was wayyy up. I missed writing this story so much. Enjoy❤ Not edited yet. Just something till I get my plot back together.)
(Recap)
"I'm so sorry", I mumbled. Standing up unbalanced, everything around me was blurry as I made my way towards the edge slouching.
I took a breath and I jumped.
-Jahron
Just before I felt my body hit the ground, I jolted and awoke on the floor in the exact same spot I'd been in since she left.
"Jahron...."
"Jahron ....."
Either that's Taj, or I've lost my fucking mind completely.
"Taj?". My voice sounded rough and hoarse, most likely from lack of proper hydration. I cleared my throat as best as I could and looked up seeing her-it was really her!-standing in the doorway. My vision became clearer and I could see who it was clearly. "Niyoni?", I mumbled staring confused and some how grateful, while she smiled looking concerned at me, coming in and letting the door close behind her. "Oh my gosh Jahron are you okay? Here let me help you up", she spoke frantically and I smiled inside, feeling like someone cared for me. I let her help me up off the floor and we made our way to my bathroom, I needed a shower badly. "What happened? Who was that bitc-", "Watch your mouth. She's nobody and it isn't your place to speak on or about someone you don't know nor have ever met. Thanks for helping me ma, but I got it", I sighed turning on the water letting it get hot, I stripped not even caring she was still standing there and stepped into the burning water feeling a small part of my worries wash away with the dirt of my body. "I'm sorry, you're right. I just want to be here for you", she sighed. I stared at the many water droplets sliding down the foggy glass door in wonder of why this woman, someone I'd placed into a shallow cliche one-night stand category and let the love of my life blantly disrespect, was so open to helping me after it all.
"Don't think...just, do". Her soft voice filled my ears and I groaned looking down to see her fragile soft hands holding all of him as best as they could, stroking me in a blissful rhythm. I gave in and let every thought of Taj wash down the drain along side my pain.
(4 Months Later)
-Taj
"Who IS Taj? Explain yourself in one sentence mama, cause the music's been silencing the blogs and haters man, your little ass been putting people out of work with these singles, a Billboard chart topping MIXTAPE yes people songs from a mixtape did that, and that EP was deadly!", DJ MX clapped playfully bowing for me, as I giggled and fixed my microphone, adjusting in my seat. This was the 6th radio and last radio interview I would be doing for the day as promo for my EP, yes just an EP. I've been doing heavy promoting like this for weeks you'd think I had put out my album. That's love and I appreciated Aubrey and everyone for believing in me and pushing me so hard.
(A/n-She aint forget our Bae Jahron yall, just wait on it!)
"Awe man thank you, forreal from the bottom of my heart, thank you all that's love right there. But hmm, me in one sentence well, I'll sum it up. Taj is a 21 year old Mississauga born, Biggie and Tupac fan that came from the bottom with her bestfriend and made it out through faith and a ambition, even if in the end she ended up by her lonely". I cleared my throat and also my mind from thoughts of Jahron even though I had to let a small smile creep upon my face. He chuckled, "Well that's a great way of summing it up. Now you said bestfriend correct? Is this bestfriend a guy or a girl and do we know this famous bestfriend?". I cleared my throat once again and chuckled smirking a little as I rolled my sleeve up, scooting up more before answering. I was put on the spot but hey people these days find out shit before you do it.
"Um well, yeah. My bestfriend since way back when I was in training bras man-", we shared a chuckle, "Jahron, yeah um PartyNextDoor yep". I let my voice and thoughts trail off feeling my mood change entirely. I miss that man so much, my body misses him, my mind, my smile, my heart. It's been 4 long ass months and honestly I feel I was being a coward but him hitting me wasn't acceptable. I refuse to be abused in any form of relationship, platonic or not. I ain't tryna' be that.
"THE PartyNextDoor? Wow, so you both obviously from Canada, grew up together and now both successful. That's amazing". He complimented I just gave a nod and a small smile. Ugh now I'm in my feelings. "Yeah, it is".
Jahron was worth hurting for even when I couldn't bare the pain.
