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𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐢'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯
as i drove home i had a fiery determination to finally end things with jasmine. my heart ached with the knowledge that this was the right thing to do, even as my stomach churned with anxiety.
she hasn't stopped spamming my phone since i cut the phone on her yesterday. as i drove down my street, another message came through. i parked outside our shared condo and opened my phone as i scanned through her messages.
𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫🌸
dani did u just cut the phone??? |
why did u do that?? |
im sorry i shouldn't have hired an investigator |
answer the phone danielle! |
stop messing with me im going to have a panic attack if u dont answer |
im on the next flight home! |
u got me fucked up dani! |
pick up ur phone |
im home where tf r u??? |
why is ur location off?? u with that bitch aren't u |
u need to learn to stop messing w me! |
i couldn't help but suck my teeth in annoyance at the amount of messages she sent me, not to mention that she was already home waiting for me. waiting to argue. i ran a frustrated hand through my hair before stepping out the car, mentally preparing for the huge argument.
i stumbled into the apartment, feeling the weight of the world pressing down on me. the soothing calm of skai's place had been replaced by the tense atmosphere of my own home.
the kitchen lights were still on, casting an artificial glow on jasmine who was waiting for me, her suitcase standing beside the door. she looked tired, but her eyes were sharp with expectation.
"when did you get back?" i ask calmly, trying to keep my voice steady as i closed the door behind me. there was a brief silence as jasmine stood arms crossed staring at me so i spoke up again, "anyways, we need to talk."
jasmine's face hardened, her gaze piercing through me. "i arrived four hours ago to an empty house. and yes we do need to talk. but i want to hear it from you—why don't you tell me what is going on?"
the anger in her voice was barely contained. her hands were clenched into fists at her sides, knuckles white.
"why don't we sit down for this talk." i suggested, hoping to diffuse some of the tension. my own hands were trembling, but i forced them into my pockets to hide it.
"no. i'm being so serious dani where the hell have you been?" her voice was sharp, cutting through the air like a knife.
"i was at skai's." i simply said, bracing myself for her reaction.
