Things In Life (Interracial/BWWM)

Chapter Fourteen

I made it to Stacey's house and parked in her driveway.

"What the hell was that back there?!" Stacey finally exploded.

I told her the whole story from the time Brayden took the bag from Ashley's house up to the fight.

"He says he's holding it for someone but that is a load of sh*t! I know he's lying to me!" I said as I wiped tears from my eyes. "He's doing these crazy ass drugs and not thinking about the consequences! He's going to ruin his life!"

Stacey could tell that I was loosing my head.

"Calm down! I'll get Justin to talk to him. But let's go in the house and we can change into our pajamas and I can do your hair as we watch movies!" She tried to calm me down.

I nodded as I started to get my stuff from the back of the car.

I tried not to think about my relationship with Brayden or anything that happened today and tried to have fun with my best friend.

* * * *

A week has passed since the last time I saw or talked to Brayden.. A week.

I wanted to talk to Brayden and work things out but I have to stand my ground. He chose to do drugs, he chose to lie to my face, he put our relationship at risk.

The waterworks started to spring to life and I tried to push them back. One thing I figured out was that crying didn't get you anywhere. It just took up time.

I didn't care about the weed because, hell, I even smoked it. But all those other ones can ruin one's life and I'm not about to sit around and watch. It's either the drugs or me. And because I haven't heard from Brayden in a damn week, it looks like I got my answer..

And it hurts really bad.

I cuddled with my pillow and let the tears flow.

I didn't want to cry but it had to let my frustration and hurt out somehow.

So did our four months of being together mean nothing to him? I know four months may not seem like an long time to some people but this was my first long relationship. He used me. Oh god, I feel dirty. I lost my virginity to him! And it's not something I can just ask to have it back!

Tears stopped and was replaced by anger. I was pissed. Pissed enough to want to hit someone or something. Only face that came to mind was Brayden's.

How dare he?! He couldn't just mess with my feelings like that! And to say I told him I lov-

The rant in my head came to a stop when my phone went off from receiving a text. So I picked it up and opened it. It was from Brayden, my heart stopped and picked up double time.

B: Can you meet me at the park in 30 mins? We need to talk.