My First Love B1

Chapter 10

Bruno's POV

After Presley and Jessica left the airport, we got our bags and headed outside. There were a bunch of paparazzi. All they were doing was asking me questions about my relationship and music. Some were just snapping a bunch of pictures of me.

We got into the van and drove off. The van toke us straight to my mom's house. I couldn't wait to see my mother. It feels like its been forever, but its only been 5 days. The van came to a stop at the house. It's the same house sense I was a little kid. She was outside waiting for us. Eric and I jumped out the car and ran to her like children.

"My boys!" A huge smile went along her face.

"We've miss you mom." I told her, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"Me too. Now, where's Jessica? Presley told me she was coming with you both." Of course my mom would ask for her. She acted like Jessica was her child.

"Her and Presley went shopping. They said when they are done their going to come over here."

My mom was so happy to hear the news. We all went inside the house and watched tv waiting for the girls to come over. My phone ringed and I picked it up without looking at the Caller ID.

"Hello." I answered

"Hey Babe, it's Jasmine. I'm in Hawaii. I called Phil and he told me you guys flew in. I'm on my way to your mom's house."

My eyes widen. She was the last person I wanted to come here. Jessica was still clueless about my relationship with Jasmine.

The door bell rang, and I rolled my eyes. I stood up and answered it.

"Hey handsome, I've missed you." She hugged me.

"Me too." I did a fake smile.

She kissed me continuously. When she was kissing me, all I thought about was Jessica. I thought how hurt and anger she will be with me. I heard someone coming up from behind us so I stopped kissing Jasmine and turned around. There she was. Standing right in front of me. She looked hurt. I don't mean to hurt her. I love her. I really do. But, I'm still in a relationship with Jasmine.

"Hey Presley." Jasmine said.

"Hey." Presley responded like usually when Jasmine talked to her.

Annoyed and you can tell she didn't want to speak to her, ever since her and Jasmine went shopping together. I wonder what happen. What caused all of this? I tried asking Presley but she keeps saying nothing.

"Hey, I'm Jasmine. Bruno's girlfriend."

Those words even hurt me, I can't even imagine how Jessica feels. After telling her I love her, seeing me kiss Jasmine, and holding her hand. Jasmine went over to hug Jessica but she took out her hand to shake it.

"Hi.I'm Jessica, nice to meet you." She didn't sound to interested in talking to her.

"Come on Jessica. My mom probably wants to see you." Presley said in a rush.

Jessica's POV

I'm Bruno's girlfriend. Echoed through my head. I blinked back the tears that wanted to fall as we walked away.

He's in a relationship but tells me he loves me. He kisses my lips, and makes my heart skip beats. But at the end of the day, he does the same to another girl. Another girl who has the right to kiss him when ever she wants to. Call him and explain to him how much she loves him, I can't.

Maybe he didn't even mean his words. Who would ever like a girl as broken as me?

We walked inside the house, and there I saw Bernadette. The lady that raised me like her own child.

"Mom? We're here." Presley announced

Bernadette ran out from the kitchen and into the living room. She hugged me tightly.

"Jessica, sweetheart." She backed away from me a little, and look at me from head to toe. "You've gotten so big. I remember when you were running around the front yard with Bruno." She told me with the biggest smile.

"I missed you. I remember." I said to her smiling back.

"I missed you so much too. I made dinner for everyone. Who's hunger?" She asked

All the guys got up from the couch and ran to the kitchen table. I was starving. We didn't even eat anything in Paris.

"Presley, can you go get Bruno and Jasmine please." Bernadette asked

"You mean that sorry excuse for a women? Ok." She said, with a attitude.

Bernadette didn't say anything and went back to the kitchen. So Presley doesn't like her either. I wonder why? Before Presley went outside, I grabbed her wrist, for her to stop.

"What?" She asked me.

"Why don't you like Jasmine?" I asked curiously.

"She's stuck up and only cares about herself. She's lucky I don't tell Bruno what she did." Presley covered her mouth.

"What do you mean?" I asked. She stayed quiet for a long time. "Presley, Tell me!" I screamed at her

"Everything all right girls?" Bernadette asked from the kitchen.

"Yes mom." Presley yelled back

"Come on tell me." I said.

"Promise me you won't tell Bruno no matter what." She demanded.

"I promise."

"Ok. The reason why I hate Jasmine so much is because..." She stopped

"Because what Presley? Come on spit it out!"

"Because she's cheating on Bruno."