Cuando Volveras

Chapter 9

"Wait until Damian hears this," Muttering to myself as I step into my apartment.

By the time I left Rosa's apartment, it was already 10 at night. Damian is probably asleep by now, so I'll tell him everything in the morning.

I go inside and walk straight to the kitchen. My stomach growls at the sight of a sandwich in the fridge. Quickly eating the sandwich, I then went to the bathroom.

As I step in, I spot a bright pink underwear right next to the shower. On the toilet, was a matching bra that looked three sizes too big to be mine. I couldn't do anything but laugh. I cannot believe this motherfucker. That's why he seemed so nervous and scared before. He's right, he does have a reason to be scared.

Ever since Anthony, I've never cried for a guy. Never. Don't get me wrong, I'm pissed as hell at him for cheating. So my creative mind decided to do something else than to just catch them in the act. He started it, so might as well let him finish it.

Quietly, I tip toe around the house to see where they are. Low moans began appearing from the guest room. Thank God, they're not in my bed. I put my ear up against the door, and hear the bed squeak and more moans. I wasn't as pissed as I should've been because guys that do this type of shit isn't worth my emotions or time.

Trying not to disrupt them, I run back to my room and grab a suitcase. I laid it on the bed and starting packing his clothes. After I got everything I notice two things on the nightstand, his phone and a photo of us on our two year anniversary.

Grabbing the photo, I inspect it. Damian had his arm around my shoulder and he was smiling at the camera while I was kissing his cheek. I remember he took me out on a romantic picnic that day. I always thought that we were gonna last a while, but the way things are looking, we aren't going to have a third anniversary.

I stuff the photo into his suitcase because I don't want that shit here. Then, taking his phone, I simply open my window and chuck his phone as far as I could.

"Baby, why do you have your stuff packed?" I spin around and found Damian leaning against the door, shirtless.

"This isn't my stuff, baby it's yours," Chuckling to myself. His smile drops from his face. With every step I take towards him, he slowly starts backing away.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" He quickly shakes his head. I take another step.

"You must think I'm stupid because you attempted to bring another woman into the house without me finding out. And I know that this wasn't the first time." Stating calmly, making him even more afraid.

By now, we were in the hallway, my face inches away from his. His face turned pale white, as if he's seen death. He flinches as I pat his shoulder.

"You got 10 seconds to grab your shit and your hoe. Oh, and tell her to clean up her STD stained clothes from my bathroom. And I dare you to ever contact me or anyone close to me. Trust me, you're gonna regret it."

Right as I release my hand from his shoulder, he breathes out the air he was holding in and dashes to grab his suitcase. He rushes to the guest room and he pulls out a white girl covered with a blanket. Of course, her hair was blonde.

They both run out of the apartment and I shut the door behind them. I shut my eyes as I lean my back against the door. As I massage my temples, I walk to my room and toss myself on top of my bed.

I just need to sleep this shit off.

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