Jug and Finesse

Prenotion

Outfit in Visual .

Keshina P.O.V.

After walking out the school building, me and the girls went our separate ways. I just wanted to be by myself. I didn't know what to think: my own friend fucked with my boyfriend behind my back, that's some fake fufu shit.

After leaving school, Quinn was blowing me up asking if I'm good, he know I'm straight as fuck.

I did what I had to do and I handled my shit so she better take that fucking L. I went in the kitchen to get some ice cream.

No lie but I can tell I was hurt. I just couldn't believe I'm in this deep for him and his ungrateful ass decides to cheat on me.

I need to get over him as soon as possible. I wouldn't dare cry over a nigga that don't give 1 fuck, 2 fucks, red fucks, blue fucks, yellow fucks. I'm about my green bucks. I'ma make a scene for my green bucks. I thought to myself, quoting Chief Keef.

I sat down on the couch, eating my ice cream watching Love and Hip Hop and I just started crying out of no where. I got a call, I checked and it was Quinn.

I wasn't in the mood to fuck with him and if I do I'ma ask hella questions. This nigga deadass cheated on me. I didn't wanna hear from him, not right now.

I declined the call, then after an hour, he blew my phone up telling me to come. I decided to go to see what his punk ass wanted, I didn't text him that I was on my way, he was still getting the silent treatment.

I went up stairs and put on some black jeans, a white tank top with a plaid shirt wrapped around my waist, and my black and white Roshe Runs. I looked in the mirror and saw my eyes were rimmed red and I had no make up on.

I didn't care, I took my keys and drove off to his house.

I got out the car and knocked on the door, he opened it and tried to give me a hug but I moved before he could and looked away. I asked if I could come in and usually I don't ask I just walk in, so he knew wassup.

"Yeah come in," he said looking weird, "why your eyes red?" he asked.

I sat on the couch and sighed cause I knew he would ask me that. I wasn't gonna tell him the truth, so I lied.

"I just woke up." I said, faking a yawn after for extra effect.

"Ohh," he replied, looking in my eyes.

"Yeahh what did you want again?" I asked, cutting the bullshit.

"I just wanna explain and tell you I'm sorry," he said and I could tell he was really sorry but you can't just erase everything.

"You're sorry? That's it? Fucking sorry? Nigga you sat there and cheated on me and what makes it so bad is you fucked with my friend!" I said, feeling tears pooling in my eyes.

"I know, and that's why I told you. I couldn't just lie to you. I don't know man. I just couldn't -" he tried to talk but his voice trailed off.

I looked up at him to see if he was crying but he wasn't. He was looking at the tears rolling down my cheeks. I didn't want him to see me cry so I walked to his bathroom.

Once inside, I sat on the floor crying hard. I forgot to lock the door so he easily came in and held me.

"I'm sorry Keshina." he said wiping my eyes.

"Why did you have to do it to me though?" I cried out loud, then I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I wasn't thinking. And I really wish I was, but I can't take it back. Aye aye, look at me," he said, tilting my chin up. "I love you, not in love but I do love you and I'm sorry. I swear to you, I am," he continued.

I looked in his eyes and told him, "I love you too."

He picked me up and took me into his room, he got between my legs kissing on my neck then sucked on my lips. It felt good but I was still angry.

I pulled back from our intense kiss and said, "I just can't believe you made me look stupid Quinn. No wonder why them bitches was smiling all in my face." I said, shaking my head, but moved him between my legs.

"You made me look like so fucking stupid," I continue.

"I know," he pulled away from me. "I'm not trynna make you feel bad but if I did some shit like that, you wouldn't let that shit go period. I didn't deserve that," I pressed.

"What can I do to make it up to you?" he asked.

"You can't do shit. I want you to show me how much you really want this, how much you want me. I'm not about to continue to give you all of me when you giving other bitches parts of you, that's not how it work. Show me, and take me to the mall tomorrow then I'll consider forgiving you," I kept a serious face before smiling.

"Alright, I can do that," he said, nodding.

We were quiet for a second. "I know you don't want to hear me continue to say this, but I really am sorry. I can wait for you," he grabbed my hands.

"I hear you, Q," I checked my phone and slid off his bed. "I should get going before my mom starts worrying," I bit my cheek. He moved back and nodded.

I grabbed my purse and made my way to his front door. Before I could step out, he turned me around and pinned me against the door.

"Qui-" my words were cut off by his lips on mines. I sighed in the kiss, allowing my hands to roam freely. When I needed air I pulled back. I ducked out the door and went straight to my car.

"12:00!" he yelled, telling me the time he'd pick me up tomorrow.

I blew him a kiss before sliding into my car and speeding off.

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CHAPTER 33 DONE (EDITED)
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