Until I See You Again

Chapter Seven.

Don't worry about things you can't control -Unknown ♣

-Cordyn in the MM ♣

Cordyn,

Keona and Marcel were having a petty argument about who can cook better apple fritters. Rolling my eyes, I glanced over at Genai who was sitting on the floor far away from me as possible. I'm guessing she's still not over that little Amber situation- something she don't need to be worrying about at all.

"Baby," I called. She shifted her body "Genai" I sighed

She shooed me off, going back to watching Attack On Titans. This show creeps me out, it's depressing.

I got up from the couch, walking over to her. She started to crawl away from me, and I grabbed her, picking her up. She mumbled something under her breath, causing me to pout.

"Why ya always runnin' off, Bubbie?" I pursed my lips, pecking her cheek. She wiped her face off "That was mean"

"Put me down"

"No"

"Okay, whatever"

"Are you seriously mad at me?"

"I don't know" She shrugged

"Is it 'bout Amber?" I questioned. She slightly nodded, I scoffed "Ya never did let me explain, so why ya mad?"

"Still could've put my ass in check instead of fucking me, Cordyn" She snapped

"Ya never stopped me"

She frowned, "So you're saying the only way I can be quiet and be calm is by having sex?"

"No, that's not what I meant, Genai. C'mon, stop actin' like this," I tried looking at her eyes, but she turned her face away "Genai" I snapped

"What?"

"Just let me fuckin' explain"

She sucked her teeth. I placed her on the couch, walking out the living room.

I've been asking to see if she wanted to know anything about the Amber situation, she says no. Yet, she wants to get an attitude when I don't explain it. I'm just so confused, I don't know what to fucking do. Genai gets frustrated easily, I know that, but it's pissing me off just a little bit. She's difficult, too difficult.

Grabbing my phone off of her bed, I unlocked it, going to the messages Amber has been sending me every 5 minutes. I never look at them, and this is the first time I clicked on her name in 4 months.

Handing my phone to Genai, she looked up at me, reluctantly taking it from my palm. I stood there, watching her read the conversation. She twisted her lips, and I instantly knew she felt guilty.

"A baby?" She scrunched her face up "Oh, it's not yours... Um?"

I chuckled, as she continued to scroll up. She locked the phone, putting it to the side.

"So why do you still have her number?" Genai raised her eyebrow, sitting up

"My phone won't delete it. My phone got AIDs"

She grinned, "Well, why did you guys break up, if you don't mind me asking"

"I don't mind, babygirl. I broke up with her because she got an abortion. I thought I was the father, but I figured out that she fuckin' other niggas while we were together" I shrugged "She's spoiled, rude, dirty-"

"Didn't I tell ya that, nigga?"

"Marcel, shut ya ass up, man" I snarled at him

"That bitch stole my Jordans. I never liked her after that, Nai" Marcel blabbed "I was like, 'Bitch, the door'"