Need U Bad 3

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Need U Bad 3

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I should've gone back to the hotel.

Every logical part of me knew that.

I should've finished packing, changed my flight and gotten as far away from Jazmine as possible before she had another opportunity to hurt me.

Instead, I sat in the back of a black truck across from the venue, staring at the message Renee had sent.

Renee: Calvin wasn't the first.

She hadn't followed it with an explanation.

No name.

No proof.

Just six words designed to keep my mind running wild.

And it worked.

I read the message until the words barely looked real anymore.

My thumb hovered over the keyboard.

Me: What the fuck is that supposed to mean?

The message delivered immediately.

Renee started typing.

Stopped.

Started again.

Then a photograph appeared.

It was dark and blurry, obviously taken from a distance. Jazmine stood in a hotel hallway with some man in front of her. His back was facing the camera, but Jazmine's hand rested against his chest while he leaned close to her face.

The time stamp in the corner was from three weeks ago.

The night Jazmine told me she had gone straight to sleep after an appearance.

My stomach twisted.

Renee: Ask her about Atlanta.

I locked my phone.

I wasn't doing this.

I wasn't about to sit in a car and let Renee send me pieces of information without context after finding out she had already lied to everybody involved.

Still, the picture was there.

And I couldn't unsee it.

The driver looked at me through the mirror.

"You ready?"

I looked toward the entrance.

Fans crowded both sides of the building while security tried keeping the walkway clear. The opening music had already begun, which meant Jazmine was onstage.

"Take me around back."

He pulled away from the curb.

My phone rang before we reached the corner.

Renee.

I declined it.

She called again.

Declined.

On the third call, I answered.

"What?"

"Before you go in there believing everything she says, you need to know who you're fighting for."

"You mean the same person you spent all day lying to?"

"I never lied about Atlanta."

"You deleted my messages."

"Because I knew what she was doing!"

"You didn't know shit."

"I know she met up with that man after the appearance."

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