Addiction ||BWWM|| Book.2

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝟲

𝗜 𝗠 𝗔 𝗡 𝗜

By the time I woke up it was around 6:00 and Dej had arrived to the hotel with me. When I woke up she was having a bubble bath so she could get ready for the show that her shady ass didn't tell me about. I know she's up to something. I feel it. While she soaked in her bath I took a shower right across the room from her.

"You're such a sexy bitch Mani"

"Mad because you aren't ?" That's a damn lie. My best friend is fucking delicious.

"Now you KNOW that's a lie"

"You're right, you are sexy"

"I can't wait until you have kids, you'll be a fine ass momma"

"Not if you have kids first"

"Looking like that ? You know who is bound to get his hands on you and a seed inside you. Good luck with that"

"I'm glad you brung that up. Why didn't you tell me they had a show tonight ?"

"I didn't think you'd wanna go"

"Dej despite our situation I still support him and our friends. I almost got my ass handed to me because you didn't tell me ahead of time to think of an excuse"

"Good because you need to come anyway. They said something about dinner or a party while you were asleep"

"Ugh ! I've had sex with the man for fucks sake. Why is it making me so anxious to see him ?"

"Because you're both too busy being childish and won't speak to each other"

If only that were really the case. You know that feeling when you want to do something but you know you shouldn't ? Well this is worse. My body knew it was near Jake the second I stepped off of that plane and every since then I've had this burning inside me and it won't go away. I learned a long time ago that I love Jake too much to be with him. He could consume me from the inside out and I wouldn't know it.

Loving a person is one thing, loving them for the person they are is better and beautiful to say the least but loving a person's fucked up ways and accepting the trauma they come with ? You can't come back from that. If I want my heart and soul to be the last bit of pure that it is, I need to not get myself involved with Jake Vandle. And as easy as it may sound I can't possibly avoid him. Especially with this longing for him burning at the pit of my stomach.

I can't evade seeing him. I'm gonna have to ignore the shit out of him but his stubborn ass won't let it happen. He's just gonna shade me and argue with me.

Dej and I got ready and we were going to ride in my truck but as we left out to go and get in we saw a black Bentley with two bouquets of white and pink roses with our name on each. Outside the Bentley stood a muscular guy in a black turtle neck. Slacks and black dress shoes.

"Ms. Imani ? Ms. Deja ?"

"That's us, what's this ?"

"Courteous of the Phantom men"

"I love those guys so much" Dej squealed.

"Please" He handed us our flowers and opened the door to let us inside.

"Thank you...."