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I drove home in silence after leaving work. It was the anniversary of me and my boyfriend. We had a few complications in our relationship but nothing that couldn't be fixed with a simple moment of silence. I guess it would be easy to say I start most of the arguments, but it was always a good reason. The same reason. He always left abruptly. Whether it was during work, in the middle of night, or while he was eating dinner. Whatever it is, it's important enough to stop him in his tracks each time. Not only that but he never comes home until the next morning. The same thing happened last night so I don't really expect him to be home. And even if he is he probably won't have a gift or anything. He probably won't even remember that todays our anniversary.

As my car pulled into the driveway I got out grabbing my other stuff from the back seat and noticed his car wasn't out front. "So he's not here."
I roll my eyes while unlocking the front door and opening it to see a trail of flowers upstairs. My eyebrows furrow as I look up the steps to the hallways leading to our room. "Well okay?" I slowly set my stuff on the couch and walk up the stairs.
I get to the end of the hallway and see our bedroom door slightly cracked. I push it open confused about my boyfriends unusual behavior. But when I look into our room I don't see my boyfriend. I see a random guy sitting on our bed.
"Um who are you?" I call out to the guy on my sheets laying comfortably. I roll my eyes as he doesn't hear me. He was clearly wearing AirPods and I assumed he couldn't hear me. So instead I yelled even louder to grab his attention. "YO!!" He looks up at me surprised.
"The fuck you want man?" His voiced laced with attitude and frustration.
"Who the fuck are you talking to? You're in my house!" He took his AirPods out and picked up a random box tossing it to me. "Yo nigga asked me to fill in for him cause he had to go do something." I catch the box and almost throw it back at him after hearing that my boyfriend wasn't here. He's never here. "So you telling the one time he actually does something right he leaves? And asks his ugly ass friend to fill in his spot? On HIS anniversary!? Y'a know what, fuck both of y'all! Niggas ain't shit" I throw the box at the random dude sitting on my bed. He jerks to the side just dodging the box.

"Bitch what is yo problem!! I ain't do shit! That's Armani ugly ass treating you like shit."

"You make me wanna throw more stuff at you."

"Do it then, the fuck?"
He spit his words back at me clearly pissed that I threw a box at him.
"Chill Kourtney. I mean damn he always leaves, he even be leaving the guys so it's normal quit taking shit personal."
The dude was talking but I couldn't hear him. I was still stuck on the first thing he said. "What did you just say?" I asked him just to clarify I heard right. "I said he leaves all the time. So it's normal." "No! Not that the first thing." He shrugged and leaned back into my bed sinking into the mattress. "What? You mad that I know your name?" He laughed at his comment. "No I'm mad cause that's not my name."
He stopped laughing and looked at me with a straight face. "At least now I know what he's doing." I said my last sentence before I started crying. The guy looked like he felt a little bad. Barely showing emotion but he shrugged. "I mean what did you expect? You met him through his friends right? You think guys are gonna tell the absolute truth to a girl they trynna set they homeboy up with? Nah. Whoever put y'all together lied to yo ass. Im sorry to say but Armani been had hoes. I was surprised when he said he had a girlfriend." I continued crying while the guy spoke to me. Telling me how everything was and always has been. While he talked I finally got a good look at him. He had dreads slightly covering his face, diamonds in his mouth and facial hair. My eyes trailed to his low neck shirt that showed off his neck tattoo. An upside down playboy bunny. I pulled my gaze away and focused back on what he was saying to me.
"Not all guys will have hoes forever. But not all guys will give up all they hoes for one girl. I'm just saying you should watch yourself and think more about the guys you fucking with. You get what I'm saying?" I nod while locking eyes with him. He smiles and leans back into my bed. "Can you get out my bed? I still don't know you." He might be friends with Armani but that don't mean me and him are friends.
"My name Jordan. There now you know me."
"That's not good enough Jordan." I emphasize his name which makes him laugh. He sits back up and sits with his legs crossed as I sit on the other side of the bed laying down on the pillow while looking up at Jordan.
"Well what will make you know me?" He looks down at me and I feel myself get hot. "I don't need to know you." "Well I want to know you." He said leaning back slightly onto the headboard. "Why you need to know your homies girl?" I smirk while talking back.
"After everything I just told you are you really his girl anymore?" He moves closer to me and I look away avoiding eye contact with him. "Well..." Jordan moves down to meet with my face as his hand touches my cheek. I feel my face get hot while looking at him. "Well?" Jordan moves down closing the gap between my lips and his, kissing me. It was nice. Although you shouldn't kiss a stranger or your boyfriends friend, it made my heart skip a beat. Before I could say anything he picked up his phone and his airpod case before leaving my house. "You good?" I heard a faint voice in the hallway. Armanis voice. The feelings of anger and sadness wash over me again and I start crying remembering what happened. "Hey babe." He says in a nervous tone. Probably telling that I'm mad. "Armani who the fuck is Kourtney?"
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