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❀ 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑎 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑒𝑟

Your a player
Chapter 9

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Eliza's pov,
"YALL KISSED???" Jordan screamed in the phone.

"Shhhhh jay!!" I said while walking out the grocery store.

"My bad hun. But omg!!!! Now all y'all gotta do is get married"

I rolled my eyes as if he was here by me and smiled.

"Absolutely not! The most i would do is get a promise ring for the future. No way would i get married like right now" i said shaking my head going to the bus stop

"Just know y'all are locked in though. I'll talk to you later love, muah byeee"

"Bye bye" i said hanging up.

After the bus ride I walked through the campus with my bags in hand and made my way back to the dorm. There would be occasional glances my way but they died down after awhile. So I wasn't so worried.

I opened the door and called for Mikey.

"Hey Mike I'm here!" I yelled.

I set the stuff down and headed to his room, confused since I didn't hear him answer me. I knocked on his door and pressed my ear against it.

Growing worried, I didn't want a dead friend and others thinking I had something to do with since i didn't report the body right away.

I listened in and heard a few noises hear and there, so I knocked one more time and yelled out for him once more.

"Uh hey Mike-"

I got cut short when I heard a yelp coming from his room. It was more feminine so I assumed he was busy with a girl.

I mumbled under my breath feeling embarrassed that I would interrupt such an intimate moment whilst feeling conflicted on my feelings.

Why kiss me if you're just gonna pound someone else's back?

I go back into the kitchen with a frown.

It's fine. It's not like we would've been anything anyways.

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Once again on my lap top, i search the web to find other people who take an interest in fashion designs. Though this school stems from fashion, a lot of there programs aren't what I'm looking for. What I'm looking for is more complicated. And requires a healthy support system.

I write some things down on my note pad and hear movement coming from outside my room. I ignore it since I knew it was Mikey and some chick. I didn't want to involve myself in that.

He's not my man. I shouldn't care.

"I'll see you later!" I heard the women's voice say

My head shot up from the computer screen.

Delancy??? Out of all people to bend over...

I felt my face heat up from anger. Why? I'm not sure. But my breathing got more heavier than usual, sucks to have asthma.

And As much as I would have loved to stay in the room I had to get a glass of water or else id simply pass away.

I got up slowly and made my way to my door, when I opened it to find Miguel standing right there.

"Oh sorry I was just about to check in on you" he said with a smile

What the hell does he have to smile about

"Oh cool" i said dryly then pushed passed him.

"Did you wanna go out again? Get something nice to eat?" He said trailing after me.

"No I'm okay. I bought groceries so I'll just eat whatever's in the fridge" i say walking getting me glass

"You okay?" He asked

I nodded not making eye contact while I drank my water. I was just trying to paste myself so I didn't collapse on the floor. I don't want him taking care of me anymore. It already happened twice.

"Uhm, alright. I'll see you tomorrow morning Goldie" he said rather awkwardly with his hands in his pockets.

I felt bad but no way would I let someone play me like that. Doesn't matter if it was just a kiss. He knows how Delancy treated me and yet he had audacity to fuck her and play nice nice in my face. Absolutely not.

I sighed and rinsed my cup.

Tomorrow's a brand new day. What's the worst that could happen?