Airbourne | A Diggy Simmons Story |

Chapter 30

Diggy's POV

It was obvious that everyone but Yn was feeling my new music. I saw her whisper something to Alex and they both turned to walk away. Damn. I finished up my performance and they sung happy birthday. I made my way back to the VIP section, looking around for Yn when I heard Ange come up behind me.

Angela: "They left."

Diggy: "Who," I said as if we both weren't on the same page.

Angela: "I'm not stupid Dig. Why did you put her on the spot like that?"

Diggy: "What? I didn't."

Angela: "Yes you did. Just because you didn't mention her name doesn't mean you, her, me and everyone else who know you two didn't know those songs was for her."

Diggy: "It ain't like I degraded her or some shit."

Angela: "No but you damn sure acting like you didn't walk out of her life. That's some unforgivable shit! Then had the nerve to cut all contact with her."

Diggy: "Damn! I wish everybody would just leave me alone about the shit! It's for a reason that I can't tell! It ain't like I don't send her favorite flowers every week and see how she doing!"

Angela: "Wow. Flowers heal everything don't they? You need to get your shit together right now because before you know it, that cute football player boyfriend of hers gone put a ring on it and at least one baby in that belly, leaving you alone or with some hoe you never will love."

Diggy: "You know what? Fuck this shit. Fuck her, you, and everybody else. I'm out of here!"

I didn't mean to go off like that but I know what mistake I made and her talking about Yn and Alex's bright future together was not cool. I said my goodbyes and made my way back to the hotel. I showered and laid down, picking up my phone every now and then to check my messages and social media. All I kept seeing on my timeline was Yn and Alex. Ugh! I texted Peyton to ask why she never showed.

Me: What happened to you?

Peyton: I'm sick.

Me: 😒 Coincidentally.

Peyton: Why is that a coincidence?

Me: Alex Yung took your place.

Peyton: 😳 Oh I didn't know. It was last minute. Like this morning last minute. She told me she wasn't going.

Me: Well she showed up with him on her arm, kissing in front of the cameras and shit.

Peyton: Damn. I'm sorry bro but you can't blame her Diggy. Like I told you, you hurt her bad. You took her virginity and left.

Me: Fuck Peyton I know! I wish she could forgive me. I'm going to make this shit right soon I promise you that.

Peyton: How? She's really starting to like Alex and despising you. I shouldn't even like you this much but I do because you're the one that got her out of that shell of hers and the one that made her feel alive.