Chapter 12

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Weeks have gone by since Cameron and I had our date which was the night of my life. But Taylor has been continuously, non stop calling and texting him. It didn't bother me as much before but now I have a problem. I've confronted him multiple times about why he hasn't blocked her and he always gives me that wack ass excuse "just in case of an emergency" like why would you want to help your ex? We've had a bunch of arguments lately about it and today he was texting this broad back and thought I wouldn't find out. I'm just really tired of it. He shouldn't be entertaining his ex, let alone any bitch at all besides me. I was at his house so I grabbed my purse and headed for the door but he made me stay.

"Deja, please don't go." He pleaded grabbing my arm

"Cameron don't touch me. I'm tired of this. You're doing me so wrong." I said with tears in my eyes. He placed my head on his chest and held me.

"Baby look. I just blocked her and everything. Please stop crying Deja. Pretty girls don't cry. My intentions are to not hurt you I wanna make you happy baby. And I'm sorry for texting her but I promise it won't happen again. Ok?" He said. I sniffed and nodded my head.

"I'm sorry I just ... I just don't want you catching feelings for you ex." I said looking up at him.

"Of course not baby. We weren't even talking about anything major. It just made it look like that when you caught me texting her back." He said rubbing my back. Maybe I did overreact but I don't want him texting Taylor again.

Jaden POV

That nigga Cameron ain't getting away with punking me out like that. He on my hit list now. I done told all my niggas from Detroit to make a trip down here. He fucked up. I came down here for a reason: which was to get my girl back. Not to see this trash ass nigga. 😴 I'll see him again tho. I put the .40 on my hip and hopped in my car and sped off to the nearest gas station before I go pick up my guys. I pulled over for a bit because Deja was on my mind. Man I just couldn't stop thinking about her. I hurt her and never meant to. I really wish I could go back and just listen to her when she told me to stop messing with Mya messy ass. I pulled out my phone looking at all our videos and pictures together. I put my head on the steering wheel and sighed. I need my baby back.

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