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𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦-𝑠𝑖𝑥

t u e s d a y
4 : 00 pm
L O C A T I O N : the girl's apartment

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i couldn't speak.

my eyes were focused on him but i couldn't speak.

"bro, jasmine and connie! what the fuck is this?!" deja got defensive and connie put his hands up in surrender. "he wouldn't take no for an answer!"

it was like my body was shutting down, my mind suddenly going back to everything that had armin involved in it. college, his car, miami. everything he said to me, whether it be nice or mean or just down right bullshit came back.

the water bottle fell from my slacked hands, my eyes blinking in shock at armin's presence. "wait till kiana gets back, she is gonna rock his shit." deja warned and jasmine nodded. "like connie said, he wouldn't take no for an answer but he'll deal with the consequences."

"dakota hasn't said anything." connie pointed at me but i couldn't. nothing was coming out of my mouth but anger was rising in my body. i needed him out, armin had to leave. he wasn't staying here. "dakota..." armin spoke and i brought my eyes to him in a low hooded way.

he started walking closer to me, slowly but surely and i couldn't tell what he was gonna do.

touch me?

try to apologize?

get me to talk to him in a calm manner?

"nah, they too close for comfort." deja muttered and grabbed zariyah to move out of the way. "try some shit like this again and i'm cutting your balls off." jasmine glared at connie and he sputtered on his words. "you heard him jas, how the fuck was i-."

slap.

the sound echoed around the room, it scared the shit out of the double couple in the corner. but he needed it. armin needed to get slapped, for all the shit he said. he needed it.

"get out, i don't want you here."

"dakota, please!"

i backed up far away from the blonde, having no interest in talking to him. "someone get him out." i grabbed my water bottle and walked to my room. overhearing zariyah say, "i don't know what you expected, nigga."

i ran to grab my phone and called kiana, she had to know about this. "dakota, what did i tell you about calling me at work?" i rolled my eyes. "armin is here."

"bitch, what?"

"connie's stupid ass brought him with him and he tried to talk to me like shit sweet."

"hold up, lemme call eren real quick. don't talk to him till i get there because i'mma fuck him up." she shuffled around the other side and i groaned. "please, because i don't know how i'mma deal." she hung up and i flung myself on my bed in frustration, not knowing what to do.

do i take yelena's advice and talk to him, get some good outta this and get some answers. or should i completely just cut him off and never talk to him because that was what i was leaning towards. jasmine came into my room moments after, shutting the door behind her. "i hope that was kiana because armin need his ass beat."

i held my head in my hands. "i can't do this jasmine, him being here, me seeing him brought back so many memories and i can't bare them." tears started to form and i curled into a ball on the head of my bed. jasmine running to comfort me as she wrapped her arms around my figure. "i will talk to connie about his stupidity but armin is here now, maybe you should talk to him."

i shot up from her embrace, irritation evident on my face. "i am so sick of people saying i should talk to him! do y'all not remember what he put me through?!" i wiped my tears away from my face. "he put me through hell, jasmine. you were there. the insomnia, me not eating, the thoughts. you really want me to talk to him?" i looked at her and she didn't know what to say.