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Cairo

Six Weeks Later, Two Days Later

Thursday Mid Morning 


🎵Tell me who's gonna look at you

And love you for the person you are

Tell me who's gonna understand

That sometimes you can take things too far

Tell me who's gonna be there when

Times are good and when they are bad

Tell me who's gonna love you girl

The way I love you 

Tell me who's gonna be right there

To wipe your tears whenever you cry

Tell me who's gonna talk it out

To make sure everything is alright

Tell me who's gonna call you on the telephone

When you're all alone

Tell me who's gonna love you girl


I bob my head slightly to the song I have literally had on repeat for weeks now, as I go over a few contracts in my office.

"Ain't nobody gonna do the things I did, ain't nobody gonna kiss the way I kiss, ain't nobody gonna spend the way I spend, ain't nobody gonna love you like I did," I sang softly to myself. My eyes travel over the contracts as I pay attention to the important details. I am pulled from my thoughts, by Camden coming through my office door.

"Nigga can you knock?!," I exclaimed loudly over the music. Camden just ignores me as he goes to the speaker and turns it off. I suck my teeth as I look at him and he glares at me.

"Nigga....I'm so damn sick of that song! Like what the fuck you play it a million times a day here," Camden. I just grunt as I shake my head and run a hand down my face.

"When you going to get Jai back already because this shit is ridiculous," Camden said.

"She doesn't want to talk to me," I said while looking away. It's been complete radio silence since that text I sent her when she came to Lina's house that night. That was like 6 weeks ago. She never responded and I haven't texted or called her. She seems to be enjoying whatever she has going with her new guy. I started an Instagram page with no photos or anything just so I can see what she is up to, since her page isn't private. She is always posting with him on her story. I am down bad for real right now. I listen to that song "Love You Like I Did" by 112 all day and all night because I feel that shit. I feel every word. I don't believe anyone can love Jai the way that I do. I refuse to believe it actually. I groan as I pull out my phone and go right to our text thread.

"Well shit...you giving up then?," Camden asked.

"I don't know what I'm doing Cam....I'm down bad right now," I admitted.

"You down bad as fuck that's a fact....I mean....shit....why don't you uh move on?," Cam suggested carefully. I just look at him and blink twice before looking away.

"Ok guess that's not an option for you," Camden chuckled.

"....How could I even do that when I think about Jai every second of every day?"

"Well....shit are you at least fucking?," Camden asked.

"Nah....my mind can't even handle that either," I said while shrugging my shoulders.

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