❛ YOU AND I COULD BE ONE
AFTER ALL, OUR LOVE COULD
BE SO STRONG, YOU AND I
WOULD NEVER STOP. ❜
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, two music lovers cross paths between one another - not knowing the outcome of their kind of love.
proudest achieve...
U AND I. ( CHAPTER TWENTY SIX ! ) MESSSD UP, PART TWO.
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' 𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘, 𝐀𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐋𝟖, 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟑. ' devanté and milani's residence ━━━ teaneck, new jersey !
"I—I MADE A MISTAKE." He confessed, the bandage was slowly being torn. It seemed like a little kid, ripping the bandage of what was an open wound on their body, slowly to ease the pain they'd feel. "A mistake? Seriously, DeVante. W—what's wrong? Talk to me." She told him, rubbing her thumb above her head, soothingly.
"That night, when I called you telling you I wasn't going to make it home until real late at night. And I told you that I'd be busy in the studio, you remember that?" He asked, she nodded as she recalled the sudden memory. "Yeah, I—I had lied about some things. I was in the studio, I can assure you that. But I wasn't working on the song, I'm not going to go into detail, but I—I cheated." He officially confessed, he felt the bandage began to tear from the skin.
"You—you cheated? With who? Why? And how did it happen?" She began to shower him with questions, which DeVante immediately began to answer. He hoped that answering them would make her stay, but answering them would just make her want to leave even more. But he hadn't realize that yet either.
"With an old friend, an old girlfriend, her name was Vanessa. Me and a couple friends back from Charolette gathered together in the studio, I was smoking and drinking, loosing track of how much I did. Next thing I knew, I had made the biggest mistake of my life. Milani, you've gotta believe me when I tell you, I'm sorry. I'll never forgive myself. " He told her, attempted to grab ahold of her hips.
Deja vu crept upon Milani again, remembering she was in this exact same situation just over two years ago. Her eyes began to cloud and become blurry, her eyebrows furrowing at the man in front of her.
"You lied to me,you acted as if she was just some friend you met. Come to find out, ya'll been fucking each other behind my back for weeks, if not months! Are you kidding me, Raheem? This was not the kind of loyalty you promised me." Milani spoke, tears threatened to spill from her light brown-hazel eyes.
"There's nothing going on between Kendra and I. I don't give a fuck about her, I only care about you. She was just quick fucks I had." He said, attempting to grab ahold of Milani's hips before she immediately jerked back. "Milani—look, I'm sorry, ight? You're right, that's not the loyalty I promised to give you, and that's my fuck up. C'mon, I love you, and I'll forever own up to my mistakes. Just please, don't leave me, don't leave what we have."
