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Jahseh didn't want to leave the house now because he wanted to be under Amia plus he was scared she'd leave him again. During the week she was gone he tried his best not to push her into coming back and just to let her come to him but it didn't work that way.

He felt like he needed her in his space.

His plan wasn't to get violent but in order to get her to listen and do as he said he knew he'd have to.

Currently the two sat on the bed while Amia took care of the harm she caused his body, his eyes watching her closely in awe.

She could call it what she wanted but he felt like he was in a deep love with her. A love that couldn't be broken no matter what.

He was aware that others didn't feel the same about it including her but he still didn't care.

"Stop staring at me please" she spoke, finishing up wrapping his arm.

He looked over the girl some more before she looked up making him look her in her eyes. She shook her head and looked back down, moving from her spot.

Jahseh looked over his bandaged arm with a nod before standing up.

"I'll be back, don't leave" he told her, pointing his finger in her face.

"Please" he spoke which made her furrow her eyebrows at him.

Honestly the girl had no where to go, her mom wouldn't let her stay with her and all of her stuff was here.

"Okay?" He asked and she nodded.

"Seriously, Amia don't leave" he told her and she nodded.

"I'm not going to leave" she told him which wasn't a lie.

She was already beginning to fall asleep and her body was in too much pain for that.

He nodded and kissed her forehand before walking out of the room.

Tonight he had a studio session with the guys and he would bring Amia but he didn't want anyone in her face, not even Jasmine. He knew Amia had been pushed to the edge tonight because she cut him but he also knew she was very vulnerable at the moment.

He didn't know the conversations that her and Jasmine had so he didn't trust it with her current state of mind.

Arriving to the session he walked in to see that everyone was already in there.

"Bout time yo ass showed up" Stokeley spoke as Jahseh walked through the door before his wrapped up arm caught his eye.

He knew automatically what happened because he knew Jahseh had his mind set on getting Amia back after she left he just didn't know how long ago he'd grabbed her.

"What happened?" He asked him once he was beside him.

Jahseh only shook his head, knowing Stokeley would say I told you so.

"She finally snapped didn't she?" He asked him making Jahseh sigh.

"I told you stop fucking with her, she's going to snap" he whispered, shaking his head at Jahseh who just sighed again.

"It don't matter I got that shit handled" he whispered back.

"For now, what you gone do when she completely just can't handle it anymore? You gotta let that girl go" he spoke making him roll his eyes.

"Just mind your business" he told him and he nodded.

"Hey X where's Amia?" Jasmine asked him making him look over at the girl.

He didn't really want Amia to be friends with her because he knew she was a groupie that Trippie just met on Instagram and got pussy whipped by. But if she kept her entertained while all the guys were around that was fine with him.

"At home, she didn't want to come" he told her, knowing Amia never had the option of coming.

The girl smacked her teeth but still thanked him before sitting back.

She didn't want to be alone here, she liked talking to Amia and bothering her quiet space because it made her feel like she finally had a real friend.

Most the girls she surrounded herself with now were loud and rude to each other which is the group she chose but she was beginning to fall out of that group, getting bored of their ways.

She wanted to be more like Amia, quiet and laid back but she didn't know that Jahseh basically forced her to be that way around everyone.

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7/20/2022

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7/20/2022

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