Chapter 1

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❤Jamila❤

I remember that night like it was yesterday. Me.. Him.. Together... It was the best thing ever. Until I found out I was pregnant. By him.. It was just 5 months ago. I remember every distinct feature of his. He doesn't remember me though. I will eventually find him.. And tell him.

❤Flashback❤

I ready to go party with my bestfriend Jazzi. I've known the girl since grade school. She's my ride or die. She's been with my through tough breakups.. The loss of my parents. I wiped a tear away and looked in the mirror. I fluffed my poofy hair and smiled. I winked and smacked my teeth. I'm sexy as FUCK! I went to my closet and pulled out a pair of lace leggings, silver sequin bralette, and my red bottom pumps. I tapped my chin and tilted my head. What was I missing? Psh! Almost forgot! Accessories. I pulled out a diamond studded choker and cliipped it on. Done! I smiled and applied some cherry pink lip gloss. Jazzi walked in looking sexy as fuck. She had on black high waist shorts, British flag crop top and some blue Dr. martens. I guess you're wondering why she is in my house. We're roommates for college. Probably going to stay that way until we get a boyfriend and move in with them.

"Are you ready Ma?" She stood at my vanity while applying some mascara.

"Of course! Let's head out!" I picked up my handbag and walked down the stairs. Jazzi following closely behind. We jumped in my black Bugatti. Yes, you are also wondering why I have a 16.4 grand car in my drive way? Well I'm a international model and a clothes designer. I made everything I'm wearing right now... Except the shoes. Jazzi is a model and a hairdresser.

We made it to Deep Blue night club in 10 minutes. We stepped out and heads turned quickly. Ugh! Fans.. I signed a few things and took lots of pictures. Jazzi busted through the hoard of fans and walked into the club with me. Security pushed the fans back. I sat down at a booth and ordered a hard lemonade. I spotted a familiar face and squinted a little. Little Raquan! I ran over to him and jumped into his arms. He dropped me quickly, but then quickly picked me back up.

"Jamila? Is that my big sister! The model?!" He joked and punched my arm.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Well.. We're only a year apart so.." He rolled his eyes

"Oh ya.. I see you still have your little pigtails!" I laughed and flicked one of them.

"Shut up Mimi.. They're braids.." He pouted.

"Stop being a pussy nigga and dance with me!" I grabbed his arm and pulled him to the dance floor. We danced.. Like bro and sis.. No grinding and shit. I felt a warm breath on my neck and turned around. Ray wasn't there.. But Chris brown was.

"Omg! Chris!" I smirked and grabbed one of his cheeks. He slapped my hand away and smiled. This is only our second time being together, but still.

"Wanna dance?" He asked. I nodded and we started dancing on each other.

Invented Sex by Trey Songz flipped on and my freaky mode triggered. I started dancing in him. I heard his grunt after a good 1 minute. I stopped and turned around. I bit my lip and looked into his eyes. He seemed drunk but I shook it off. He grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to him. Wrong choice Jamila.. He smirked and grabbed my ass and squeezed it. I bit my lip a little and looked around for Jazzi. No sign. I let out a heavy sigh as he pulled me to the bar.

"Hard Lemonade please.." I asked the bartender. I watched him flip all the cups around and pour the stuff in it before he handed it to me. I smiled and gave him a 5 dollar bill. I thought we were gonna.. Never mind!

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