Never Meant to (Book one of series)

Bonus chapter

*Flashback*
Trouble comes to pick up the rest of his stuff.

Ace

Trouble would be there any minute to get the rest of his stuff. A couple of weeks had passed by, and he wasn't even sure what this would be like, finally seeing him.

My love: at the door

Damn. Ace needed to change his name in his phone. He walked over to the door and unlocked it. There he stood, he didn't even try to smile but Ace did, he wanted them to be okay. "What's up?"

Trouble leaned in for a kiss but stopped. "Sorry, it's a habit."

"I know," Ace stepped to the side so he could enter.

Trouble

"Wedding stuff still coming in?" He noticed the wedding theme colors of stuff stashed around the condo.

"Yeah, I tried to cancel some of the orders, but it was too late for most of the stuff. So, I'm going to just return it or even donate some of it."

"Yeah, someone will be happy with this stuff." Trouble turned and looked directly at Ace. Still the most beautiful person he knew.

"Yeah, definitely." He turned his eyes from Trouble.

Trouble chuckled to himself. "Can't even look at me, huh?"

"That won't make this shit easier Trouble...I don't know how this should be..."

"I was just fuckin you a few weeks ago and you are not sure how this should go?"

Ace sighed. "I don't wanna fight,"

"Clearly...damn sure didn't for me."

"Okay, maybe it was a mistake to have you come get your stuff...."

"The truth really make niggas mad...." Trouble walked over to his boxes.

"I'm good with you saying whatever you need to, I know what I did was fucked up."

"Yet, not fucked up enough for you to do the right thing, but whatever. I haven't slept, I barely eat...half the time I can't even focus on work." Trouble walked to the bedroom and saw Zhi clothes laying around.

"I already had all your stuff out here." Ace stood behind him.

"You already moved him in?"

"No, he has to be in New York right now, for First Take...he visits a lot."

"It's like I was never here..." Trouble closed the bedroom door. He bumps Ace as he walks by.

"Trouble,"

"I really acted like a bitch when you cut me off...i forgot who I was...truth is Ace, you were always going to do that shit."

"No, I wasn't...I was all for you. Zhi is just my soulmate, it's not anything I know how to explain"?

"The shit is a fucking mirage an illusion...it's not fucking real, but if I learned anything about you, you like pretending shit good."

"It's real," Ace said.

"Really a shame." Trouble lifted some boxes and headed for the door.

"Trouble don't walk outta here hating me,"

"Why I have to make sure you still happy even while I hurt? That's the issue, I was always making sure shit was good with you but ignoring my own happiness." Trouble stood by the door. "Can you open it for me?"

"Are you going to leave here hating me?"

"Ace, man just open the damn door, why do it matter how I feel about you? That's what gets me...you can't take it if you possibly are the bad guy...this time around you are. Just deal with that."

"I can't,"

Trouble shrugged. "Man what?" Trouble just dropped the boxes and went to open the door himself, but Ace pushed it closed and stood in front of it.

"No, please...."

"Please what Ace? What is this? You trying to keep me here when I never wanted to go in the first place. You broke shit off with me." Trouble pointed aggressively at his chest. Trouble tried to pull him from the door. "Move,"

"I am but, just wait a second."

Trouble pulled at his shirt, but Ace wouldn't budge. "This is stupid man; I'm trying to go."

"Just sit down on the couch with me for a second." Ace tried touching his face, but he pulled his hands from his face.

Trouble just stood there, looking down at Ace's face. Then he saw his neck. "Hickeys,"

Ace tried to cover his neck. "You fucked him in here yet?" Trouble asked.

Ace didn't say anything.

"You did, didn't you?" Trouble shook his head, smiling in a pissed off manner. "Just gettin dicked down while I'm out here depressed. Niggas be wildin." He laughed. "Then try to act like you going through it too..."

Ace now had tears in his eyes.

"Tears? Oh, you really going for the Oscar, best leading actor of a drama role, for real." Trouble clapped.

"I am really sorry Trouble; you have to know that. It's not like it was always my intentions to do you like that. I went years without talking to him, I really tried."

"Shit don't even really matter now, I'm over it. Fuck that nigga on the day we were supposed to get married, at the location if you want. Be with him and get the fuck out my way, so I can go."

Ace finally moved. Trouble left.

Ace went to lock the door, but it was being pushed back open by Trouble. "Fuck, why can't I hate you?"
He pulled his face in for a kiss and Ace gave in to him. Trouble pushed him against the door and put a hand above his head as he held on to his waist. "Huh? Why can't I hate you?"

"I don't know," Ace cupped his face. "Can you come back in for a while?"

Trouble nestled his face into Ace's neck. "Okay,"

I did this for y'all

Trouble was mad, hurt or both?

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Thank y'all. Give 'Meant To' a try. The sequel to this book. It started off slow but it's picking up😘😘😘