It's Complicated

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Na-sean's POV
Tuesday, October 05
9:24 p.m.

Meanwhile...

I follow closely behind Kyra as she drives out of her office, bobbing my head to the music I had on the aux.

I don't understand why she rejected me, who rejects me?

No girl has ever rejected me before and if I'm being honest it did hurt my ego.

I'm literally him, if I was a girl I'd be dying to get with me.

But I guess she's just a little blinded.

My mind instantly goes to the man in Jamaica that I overheard her having sex with and I frown.

He's a problem, a big one.

A problem that I need to get rid off immediately.

If he wasn't in the picture then Kyra and I would be together with no drama or interference but ever since we went to Jamaica she's changed.

Changed because of him.

And not in a good way so I need to find out if he forced her to have sex with him because if he did then I'll kill him.

With my bare hands....

My phone starts ringing in my lap and I take one hand off the steering wheel, using it to accept the call and put it on speaker.

"Bro?" my friend from the orphanage I grew up in voice comes through the speaker.

"Fred?" I respond, trying my best to keep up with Kyra.

There was little to no traffic on the road surprisingly, so she was driving a bit faster than usual.

Her driving turns me on so much...

"Sounds like you're driving, please don't tell me you're stalking that girl you say you're in love with." he asks before heaving a sigh.

I roll my eyes.

This is not stalking, this is love.

I love her and she loves me, she just doesn't know it yet but she will.

Eventually she will.

"I've never seen you act this way bro, this isn't healthy." he adds and I roll my eyes again.

"Fred shut the fuck up, I'm in love. What the fuck is unhealthy about that?" I hiss, still tailing behind her.