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narrative.
"she's back."
she? who was he talking about? "jean, who," connie asked in confusion. "aaliyah." connie's heart dropped to his stomach. he didn't want to ever hear that name ever since what happened between them.
Flashback : 1 year ago.
"connie, he's just a friend." aaliyah rolled her eyes. connie was suspicious of her because the way she has been acting lately. late replies, dry messages, always standing him up during their nights together and even when they were together, she was always glued to her phone. she was acting awfully strange and it wasn't a good sign at all. connie was a huge overthinker especially the fact she had been acting like this with no explanation behind it.
he had asked her plenty of times if he did something wrong or did something by chance that psosibly upset/offended her at all. her main response would be "connie, it's not that deep.", "leave me alone.", "you're being a baby right now." he hated that. a lot.
"aaliyah, what kind of bullshit lie is that forreal?" he furrowed his eyebrows. "you literally spent the night at the guys house. on top of that, you lied to me on where you were?" veins started to show out of connie's head because of how furious he was getting.
"gimme your phone." he demanded. if it was a guy friend that connie knew well enough, he wouldn't be as upset or upset at all, however the guy had been very touchy with aaliyah before. "no, i'm not giving you my phone." she laughed. he snatched it from her hand and opened it.
he went into the other room because aaliyah kept trying to grab the phone. he immediately looked at her messages and didn't see anything. he went to her photos and his heart dropped.
it was a video of aaliyah having sex with the male. he was truly disgusting by this. the phone dropped out his hand and it was pure silence.
"connie, give me back my phone." as she banged on the door. he silently gave back her phone and didn't utter a single word towards her. "baby, what's wrong?" she pouted, knowing damn well she knew what he saw. "don't touch me." he demanded.
"get your shit and leave." he said lowly. his vision was getting blurry with tears. he didn't like crying in front of others but he was hurt. the girl he loved really cheated on him.
she smirked. "i love you connie, you know you can never leave me. i can cheat on you countless times and you will still come back to me." he looked up and saw her grinning.
"aaliyah, get the fuck out my house." he shouted." and with that, she left. connie cried that night. to the point where his eyes were swollen. he asked himself.
"is love real anymore?"
End Of Flashback.
"connie, you okay?" jean waved his hand in his face. he immediately snapped out his thoughts. he looked over to see you walking towards him. "you okay?" you looked up at him.
'she's so beautiful.' he smiled. "yeah i'm straight mama." he cleared his throat. "you sure?" you asked again. he nodded. you all walked back into the class room. "introduce yourself." hange cleared her throat.
"aaliyah." she said in a monotone. she was looking around the room and made eye contact with connie. you looked over at connie and saw him moving anxiously.
"you okay?" you furrowed your eyebrows. "yea-yea, give me like 10 minutes." he said as he walked out the room.
you heard aaliyah chuckle behind you. you got up and followed him. "what's goin on?" you said behind him. he was walking so fast, you couldn't keep up with him. "connie stop walking so damn fast." you said annoyed.
he finally stopped and sat down. you stood in front of him. "what's going on?" you sighed. 'should i tell her?' connie thought. if he lied to you, you would be upset based on what you told him before. but then again, he didn't know how you would take the truth.
he took a deep breathe. "aaliyah is my ex." he looked up and you didn't show any emotion. "okay?" you shrugged. "wait, you're not mad?" he said shocked. "no, why would i be mad?" you chuckled.
you sat next to him. "as long as you tell the truth and keep it real around me, Constance, im not gonna be mad." you smiled. he let out a sigh of relief. you were a very understanding person. connie never really got that from his past relationships. it was mostly arguing, assuming and mainly toxicity.
both of you headed back into the classroom. hange was a cool professor. she didn't have a problem with anyone walking out the classroom, which is oddly surprising considering that she was a professor. "connie, they need you in the office." hange said. he nodded and went down. aaliyah saw this as an opportunity to get to know you. she wanted to see what connie got his hands onto now.
"hi, i'm aaliyah." she smiled as if she was forcing it. you turned to her and looked at her. you and her didn't have much of a height difference. she was around 5'2 while you were 5'4 going to 5'5. "i've heard. i'm y/n." you said, awkwardly. "oh, i see you and connie are close." you nodded. "i wouldn't trust him if i were you." she faked smiled and walked away.
did that set things off in your head. of course, it did. you've been through situations like this before. this most certainly wasn't new to you. however, you didn't want to jump to conclusions.
