Hey all. Sorry I've been MIA. I've been trying to get this chapter up for forever but Wattpad changed their formatting and it wouldn't convert for whatever reason. But here's the next chapter!
Songs: Alive by Kehlani and also, N#ggas by Kehlani (No specific place this time)
She's too real. Check out both songs :)
Laila's POV
He helped me inside to my door and we went our separate ways.
The rain was finally letting up as the clock began to tick towards midnight. By now I had switched into an oversized t-shirt, muted my phone, and thrown my hair into my signature messy bun. I sat in the middle of my bed with a pen and pad ready to create new guidelines for myself, or more specifically, my single self.
Rule #1: Get busy. All time that was dedicated to a significant other, will now be dedicated to me.
Rule #2: Live Better: Completely cleanse all negativity and toxins. Get a change of scenery if need be. Something to refresh my surroundings.
Rule #3: Treat yourself. You deserve the best. Nothing less.
Rule #4: Laila Mason, you are a grown woman and you can do whatever you want. Stop asking for permission and questioning your instincts.
I looked down at my list proudly. Straight to the point. I like it.
I tore the sheet out of my notebook and taped it to my bathroom mirror. Come tomorrow morning. I am living my life the way I want to. No more-Rule #5: No more tears. Crying ain't cute.
Sorry, I had to add that one.
I slipped back into my bed, set my alarm, and drifted off to sleep with a surprising smile on my face.
-One Week Later-
7:00am and my alarm goes off right on time. I climb out of bed and head straight to the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee before hopping in the shower. I free my hair from the bun and do my best to detangle in the shower before braiding it up into a ponytail.
I get dressed in skinny jeans and a layered v-neck top, putting on the fragrance of my choosing, and my favorite lip gloss. I throw on my sunglasses and head out the door with my coffee in hand.
An hour later I arrive at my location. I keep the glasses on when I get inside. After about 20 more minutes of waiting I was finally escorted inside. I sit on the cold hard seat and pick up the phone.
Cam smiles at me from behind the glass.
"Hello angel, aren't you a sight for sore eyes." He says with a menacing grin.I smile back sarcastically with an eye roll. "Now I know you didn't come all this way to give me attitude. How did you even get in here to see me?" He says with a mean look.
"Well sweetie, the restraining order is verrryyy specific. It says that you can't come within 100 yards of me, not the other way around. I talked to the woman at the front and she said she understood my situation completely. I mean, their records won't even show that I was here. Isn't that neat? Plus, I really just wanted you to see me." I say with a slightly raised eyebrow and a sexy grin.
"Oh I see you baby girl," he said licking his lips, his voice in a low growl. He was undressing me with his eyes.
"Great, so you see that I'm still here." I said flatly. A look of confusion flashes quickly across his face. "Oh, don't look so confused sweetheart, see you tried to break me, you really did. 'A+' for effort." I clap my hands together. "But I'm still here and no matter what you do or say, no matter who you send my way to fuck up me moving on from your sorry ass, won't even matter... because I'm still gonna be here, enjoying my life, without ya."
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