Let me help you- Janthony

Part 21- go away

Anthony's POV
Only a few minutes after Jazzy left, there was a knock at the door, I got up and quickly pulled on a shirt before opening the door.

I opened the door and immediately closed it, not wanting to see who was standing there. My ex who left me because she thought I was wasting my time going to auditions, told me I would never make it and that I should just get a "normal job"

She opened the door, "go away" I told her, she didn't listen

"I just wanna talk" she smiled, acting all sweet. I rolled my eyes at her.

"And I don't care" I tried to close the door, she stopped me

"I have a kid, a daughter" she blurted out

"What" I finally opened the door all the way. "Is she mine?" I asked, now feeling scared

"Yes, I think. She's almost four years old and has your freckles"

"You're saying you don't know if it's my kid, so you were cheating on me too"

She looked guilty and that's all I needed to know.

"Ok, do you know who the father could be if it's not me"

"It could be Alex, or Ben, or Lucas"

"Three guys? You were sleeping with three other guys while we were together" I wanted to close the door but couldn't knowing that I could have a kid.

"Or Owen but he looks nothing like my girl" she admitted

"Four guys Kenzie? Really?" Honestly I didn't really care, I have Jazzy and that's all that matters to me.

"You know what, I don't care. You can wait here and explain this to my girlfriend when she gets back which should be any second" I check the time

"Or you can leave and I'll talk to her"

"I think I'll go, but my number, so you can call and we can talk. I want my girl to have her father, if it's you" she handed me a paper

"Yeah ok" I took the paper.

"Oh and you know, I still love you. I made a huge mistake leaving you"

"Yeah, glad you left cause now I'm with the love of my life, you can leave now"

"She'll leave soon enough" she glanced down the hallway and back at me with a grin on her face.

A moment later, she pulled me on to her, forcing our lips to connect. I couldn't explain how wrong it felt.

I heard a bag drop and footprints run off. I just know it was jazzy but I couldn't get this girl off me. The only way I could've got her off me was if I kicked her and I wasn't about to do that to anyone, even if I hated her.

She pulled away, still holding me. "Good luck getting her back now" she smirked

"You crazy bitch. You know she's a good person she'll understand that you're crazy. I just need to talk with her" I told her, trying to convince myself that She'll take me back after what she just saw cause I know what it looked like but I know she'll understand, hopefully.

"That is, if you can get her to talk to you" she left.

I stood there a minute, trying to process what just happened and decided what to do. I walked off into the hallway, the bag Jazzy dropped was the food she had gotten.

Instead of using the elevator which I knew would take to long, I ran down the stairs and made my way in to on the streets.

I didn't see Jazzy anywhere so I checked her location on my phone, she thought it'd be a good idea for us to share our location with each other after what happened before and I didn't have a problem with that.

She was at Pippas so I walked there. I would've gone faster but I hadn't noticed that tears had started to fall so I walked to give myself time to calm down but also for Jazzy.

I can't imagine how she feels after what she saw cause I know what she saw and I'd be upset too if I saw that. I really hope she's ok.

I knock on Pippas door, she opens it and immediately glares at me. I didn't know someone like her could look so angry, it was scary. I mean her fans call her a cinnamon roll, she doesn't look like one now. She looks like she could kill me.

She opened her mouth to say something but I spoke first, "ok I know what's going on and I know what jazzy saw but I just need to talk to her" I pleaded

"She's not going to talk to you" she snapped at me

"Please just let me see her"

I heard her quiet cried from where I stood in the hallway and it broke my heart, I almost started crying.

She didn't respond, just continued glaring at me, "please, I just wanna hold her, I feel horrible" I choked on my words. My throat felt dry from my pushing back the tears.

"You should feel that way" she sneered at me

"I know what she saw and probably what she thinks is going on but that's not at all what happened"

My eyes teared up and I saw Pippas face soften for just a moment before her face returned I her angry glare. Then the door shut.

I walked home knowing jazzy doesn't want to see me.