The Jungle

Chapter 35

Brooklyn POV

One more time, that's it, I'll give him one more time to lie to me again before I curse him out.

I don't know what crack Dérion been snorting but he got me so fucked up. We been in Jamaica for two weeks and he been lying to me since that day he told me Denise texted him.

First off he has been in and out of this house ever since they took us shopping. Now I could deal with it back at home because I understood he needed space with his mom being in the hospital and all but we got word from the doctor she's improving so theres no excuse.

We're in a whole foreign country you have no business roaming the streets of a place your unfamiliar with. Then he still hasn't told me why the fuck his ex texting his phone. I'm not understanding what they have to talk about he has been into his phone a lot lately something he doesn't normally do so I know he talking to her.

Call me crazy but I'm noticing changes I don't like. He's lying more than Pinocchio. Every Time I ask him where he's been he says with C.B. or Korday but according to Cali, Korday's at the villa most of time and C.B. is with me.

Out of suspicion I asked Cali a question about the ex and turns out the bitch is Jamaican.

I don't and when I say I don't wanna just assume that he's cheating but his actions are making it real difficult for me not to believe.

With the bitch being Jamaican who knows if she's here or not.

Dérion already knows my past. I have been through so much shit it's a miracle I didn't fall of the deep end yet.

Heartbreak is something I already went through when my own father looked at me like I was trash or when my mother was taken from me. I refuse to repeat that feeling cause it sucks and if Dérion issues the very thing he knows I can't handle his not the man I thought he was.

But you know what I'm not gonna mope around the villa nope I think I'll go see my brother today.

I went through the closet and found a most dope crop top I bought with my high waisted mid-thigh jean shorts, all burgundy Vans, and Dérions Chicago Bulls snap back.

I grabbed my purse and the keys to the all black Jeep Wrangler Dérion rented out for us and walked out the villa. I hoped in the car and took the 20 min drive to the Secrets St.James Montego Bay Hotel.

The hotel was surrounded by miles and miles of the ocean with palm trees all over the place that made it look like a little island. To say the place was beautiful was a understatement it was absolutely breath taking, brother really went all out with this.

I parked the car right in front of the entrance and stepped out. All of a sudden I felt a vibration on my right hip and noticed I had a text message.

I opened and saw the name Sydney appear on the screen.

Hey girl I was just sending you a quick text checking up on you guys, you guys left FAMU so fast I didn't get a chance to ask if everything was ok. Call me anytime I would love to hear from you and tell your brother I said hello.

I could just hear her British accent talking to me then. I almost forgot that when we got the news about the fire we bolted out of the reunion so fast that I didn't get a chance to tell her goodbye.

I will be talking to her later though. I replied back and thanked her for checking up on me and I also told her I will be calling her soon to fill her in on the details of what happened. I know Cornelius will be happy I heard from her.

I walked into the hotel and went straight to the elevator since I been here a few times. I rode it all the way to the tenth floor and stepped out. When I reached his room I knocked on it like I was the police I mean I might as well get in the habit of doing that.