Chapter 5

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        We came out laughing.

"That movie was so scary and funny." I kept on laughing.

"I get it, I screamed like a girl." He rolled his eyes.

"A high pitched girl." I really couldn't stop laughing.

  Hearing him scream was the funniest thing I've heard all day. He sounded like a pure little girl. I really couldn't stop laughing.

"Don't use it against me Amelia."

"Can't - laughs- make-laughs- any- promises."

He shook his head and nudged me a little.

"You want to get some food before heading back to your apartment?"

"Yeah, I'm kinda hungry."

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"So tell me what happened today?"

"Well for starters, I don't even know. Like I don't know how to explain it."

"Try." He said eating a fry.

"Ok, so there's this guy but we're not together but together. His ex girl came back to Miami and he told me he didn't want nothing to do with her. Then I seen them today, and they was touching and then kissed. He kissed back!"

"But Amelia, did you ask for his side of the story?"

"No! I'm not. I'm going to save myself the pain." I crossed my arms.

"I know I'm going to sound like a councilor, but you'll have that pain follow you everywhere if you never find out the truth."

"I don't care. She was probably going up to his apartment anyways. Let me see that bitch. I'll fuck her up." I took a sip of my Pepsi.

"Do you hear yourself? He laughed. "You still care about the situation. Don't fight her either."

"Darryl, you don't understand. I actually like him. It hurts. Just seeing her around my apartment complex just hurts. Cause I know she's going up to see him."

"That's what I'm saying you, need to hear him out and then you can fight that bitch." He started dying in laughter.

I laughed with him. Darryl was a cool friend he was like a boy version of Allie. She's coming out here next week to visit me. I would love for them to get together and meet each other. Maybe start new relations. If you know what I mean.

"You ready to head home Amelia?"

"Yeah."

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     I had finally gotten home and thanked Darryl for taking me out. I had got in the elevator and walked to my apartment. I found a letter and a rose. I picked it up and walked into my apartment I put the letter and the rose on my the counter and headed for the shower. Once I was done in the shower I threw on my pajamas and finally decided to open up the letter.

It read:
Dear Amelia,

I know you won't talk to me, but I know you'll read this. I really do like you and I want to be with you. What you saw came out all wrong. She kissed me. But I will admit I did kiss back but still, I thought of you. I really don't want anything to do with her Amelia. You have to believe me. You're the only one I love.
Love,
Bryson
P.s my apartment number is 816 ;)

I couldn't help but smile but he still kissed back.  He did write me a letter so the least i could do is go up and see him.

I went up to his apartment with the letter in my hand and as soon as I went to knock on the door, Taijah came out half dressed.

She smiled and pushed me a little as she was getting through. I looked at Bryson.

"DO YOU LIKE JUST EMBARRASSING ME BRYSON? HUH?" I screamed.

"DO YOU TAKE ME FOR A FOOL OR A DUMB BITCH?" I walked into his apartment and I started to push him.

"Amelia."

"NO. Fuck you Bryson. Honestly. Fuck you." I started to cry. I ripped up the letter and threw it at him.

"AMELIA." He yelled at me back.

"Don't you dare yell at me, you fake lover boy. You're so full of shit. That letter you wrote so full of shit."

"Why can't you hear me out Amelia? Please."

"Why am I here actually? You ain't shit." I turned around and walked away.

As I was going down the hall I started to cry. This is the worst thing that happen to me. I got played two times in just one day. I just need a break. It was 11 at night and I had work in the morning.










Chapter 5!! Taijah just messing shit up for them smh. Comment what you think is going to happen next. I'll probably upload more later today. Much love y'all ❤️❤️

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