Don't Break Her Heart

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Janice POV

I was hurt, disgusted, devastated... How could my best friend, out of all people not tell me something like this? I never knew he got down like that and my heart was broken. I actually did see us in the future together but hey, not everything you desire is meant to be true in reality. 

Its been two weeks since I saw Bryson in the alley and haven't spoke to him. He's been calling me and texting me. I haven't answered him back, I'm highly upset with him. Chris came by and we were out on the balcony talking. 

"Not gonna talk to him?" he asked noticing Bryson was calling me.

"Nope," I said as i turned my phone off. After a while of talking and laugh i heard a knock at the door. I walked to the door to see who it was and it was no one other than Bryson. I was shocked, he really came by and wanted to talk to me, but for what? What do we possibly have to talk about. I opened the door and he walked inside.

"So this is the only way i can reach you is at your house?" he asked me.

"I answered didn't I?" I asked him. 

"What is the issue Janice?" He asked me.

"You. How come one night i see you in the alley by a damn club sucking dick?" i asked him and he looked at me like i was crazy.

"What are you talking about Janice? Were lying now, that what it is," he said looking at me like i was retarded.

"Nigga you heard me loud and clear, like to be honest, i looked up to you and possibly wanted something with you in the future but your one of those now. i wouldn't had judged you if you told me the truth and not sit here and lie to me in my face," i said and he smirked.

"You is really funny yo, i swear you just dont know what you want. You just go from niggga to nigga to nigga, and all you get is heart break why, because of you. You cant keep a man Janice, and you wont ever get me," he said and my mouth dropped. Is this really my best friend telling me this?

"Fuck you bryson, I dont want your gay ass anyway," I said and he slapped me. Oh no this nigga didnt just hit me. I was about to hit him until Cris stepped in. He punched him in the face and kicked him. 

"Dont you ever put your hands on a woman," he kept saying , hitting him repeatedly. I pulled him away from him and Bryson was limping out the door. 

"You two are made for each other, dumb and alone single parent lives," he said as he was walking out.

"Oh go fuck yourself," I said as i slammed the door in his face.

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Two Months Later

Cris POV

I was in the kitchen cooking up a storm. I had to make their favorite. Tonight is the night Janice parents and my parents meet. Ever since that big scene at her house, she hasnt talk to old boy. I wouldnt either. I dont want her talking to him, that nigga put his hands on my girl. Well, she's not mine yet but she will be. Janice was helping me cook and she looked oh so cute. She was messy but cute at the same time. We gotten even more close after that situation happened. She even told me one of her friends told her that Bryson had feelings for her and at one time while she was talking to me she did feel the same way but all the feelings went out the window. No woman goes back to a man or would want nothing to do with them after a man puts their hands on him. She came over my house crying some nights from this shit, I am here to protect her not put her in harms way. I hope that nigga never pops up again out of her mouth or the state of the earth.