After the death of James St Patrick, Alina Amara and her mother fled New York City to get away from the treacherous gang life of New York. Leaving her best friend Tariq and Chloé to live in London, Alina has had enough hiding.
Until a miracle...
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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: SEX WEEK
"YOURE RIGHT."
"I AM?"
"ABOUT US. ITS OVER."
Those words were taunting me all night long. He looked deadass aswell, I know I was but hearing it from him... officially did sting a little. I don't know what I want from Cane but I felt myself getting addicted towards him so maybe this was the right decision. Now all I need to do is get him out of my mind.
"You okay?" My best friend asked, a best friend who I haven't spent hardly any time with. We were both laying in bed until our classes starts which is at 9 am. It's currently 7am.
"I'm okay.. it's you I'm worried about." I murmured comfortably in my bed. She jumps out of bed to stay in mine and I liked that. We used to do that as kids often when we stayed at each other's houses.
"Me?" She laughed. "I'm better than ever. You've been missing for a minute what's been happening."
"Life." I kept it short, as much as I wanted to tell my best friend what's been going on, I don't want to put her in any danger, especially witnessing what happened with Bs brother. But that answer was way too short so I fed her a little more. "I'm sorry i've been distant, i've just been catching up with Riq and rebuilding our friendship plus school shit aswell."
"I've seen that."
"I'm sorry about you and Brayden how come you didn't tell me?"
"There wasn't a time to." There goes another guilt being stabbed in my heart. "Besides, we're too different. He seems to be moving on pretty fast."
I groaned in annoyance thinking about that pink haired bitch. "Ugh, that's even worse."
"Elijah's been looking for you."
Another stab went in hearing his name.
"I know, I'm planning to see him today. I was caught up with something."
"Caught up with that other nigga." I raised a brow, concerned about how she knew. "I'm not stupid. I knew you were fucking a guy just didn't know who."
"I'm sorry Chloé for not keeping it a buck with you. He's a friend of a friend that didn't work out, anyway it's over now. My full attention is on Elijah."
