•Omaha Interracial Preferences• ✔

•Preference• *10

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He cheats:

Sammy: Your Best friend Ariana

The fashion organization had encouraged you to come to their Victoria's Secret tutorial in NYC this Saturday. You thought that this would be an amazing way to start off your career as a model. You were so stoked. You were ready to get your bags packed and buy your plane ticket, but, you had to speak to your boyfriend of 2 months, Sammy. After a whole day of love and a wonderful homemade meal, Sammy said the one word that led you on your way, yes.

~ NYC ~

"You look amazing," the fashion director, Avan gushed. You thanked him politely and gave a smooch on the cheek. You signed paper work, discussed model shoots, and met some popular models. "Okay," another fashion director, Jenna, stated, "Ms. Y/n. We've looked at some of your photos, we're very impressed. Your paper work is neatly done and approachable. You're very beautiful, your background information is properly felt with.." You bit down on your lip, nervously. Ms. Jenna looked up from the folder and smiled, "Welcome to Victoria's secret fashions, Ms. Y/l/n." You squealed like a 13 year old girl and instantly had a fan girl fest in the office. Ms. Jenna laughed in excitement. "W-when do I start?" "Can you be at..the next photo shoot in Miami, Florida, next Saturday?" You nodded your head rapidly. You left the building feeling like a proud woman. You dialed Sammy's number and waited for him to answer. "Hey, this is Sammy Wilk. I may be currently busy at the moment. Call me later." You rolled your eyes and dialed your best friend, Ariana. "Hello, this is Ariana. Sorry I couldn't reach you. Call me later. Muwah." You rolled your eyes once more and started your way to your rental car. Once you turned on the ignition, your phone started to buzz. You pulled it out from your bag and answering it immediately. "Oh my god! Sam, I-" "Sam, this is Nate. And, I heard. Congrats, ma! I'm proud of you!" You smiled, "Thanks .. Skate. So, how are things?" "Great, just.. being lonely." You giggled, "Have you heard from Sam, lately?" "Nope, I tried calling him earlier but, he never answered." Damn. "Same for me. He probably working or something." "Yeah - Hey y/n, would you maybe wanna like..hangout or celebrate your - new career sometime..with me. I mean Sam can come t -" "That sounds awesome, Nate." You giggled. "Sweet." "Yeah. Well, my flight leaves in half an hour so I've gotta go, love ya, Nate" "Love you to, Y/n."
- - -
You immediately boarded the plan, finding your seat. "Mmm..." You moaned do to the comfort. "Please fasten your seatbelts. Plane 21- 4 will be landing in Los Angeles, California in approximately 7 hours and 20 minutes." You stuck your ear buds in, instantly bumping Needed me by Rihanna. You slowly fell asleep.

- - -

You paid the taxi driver you needed amount before stepping out of the vehicle. "Thanks again," you wave before he took off. You grasped you luggage in both hands and walked to the front door of the house you shared with Sammy. After knocking on the door for a few minutes, you figured he was at the studio and pulled out the house keys from your purse. You heard the lock switch and pushed your way into the house. Sammy's music filled your ears as you walked through the dining room, this gave you the hint that Sam was home. You instantly set down your bags and began making your way up the stair, grabbing the railing in the process. "Sam! Are you up here?", your hollered. You were coming closer to your bedroom, where the door was slightly creaked open. "Sam I -" you were caught in mid sentence once you heard both male and female moans coming from the bedroom. "S-Sam?", your voice cracked as you walked slowly toward the room's door. "Ugh! You're so good at this!", you heard a male's , most definitely Sammy's, breathless moan. "I do it for you, daddy!", the female replied in a loud moan. "Daddy?", you thought, "I'm the only woman that's aloud to call Sammy, daddy. Unless it's his child!" A tear slipped down your cheek as your foot kicked the door open, "Wow, Sammy! I was gone for - Ari ?" You came in contact with another female riding Sammy like he was a bull at a rodeo. Well, apparently the female happened to be your 'loyal' 'trustworthy' 'best friend', Ari. You stared speechless at the disgusting scene in front of you. Sam stared at you in guilt, Ari gathered her belongings and slipped on one of Sam's t-shirts. "Baby, Y/n I -" "Don't, Sam." More and more tears stung from your cheeks, turning you usual eye color to a much lighter shade. Sammy knew that look, pain. It wasn't anger. It wasn't guilt. It was pain, made from sadness. "I honestly believed I could trust you. Both of you." You wiped away, what seamed like, a handful of tears. "I believed that if I was going through hell, I could look up to the two people I loved most. Well, I lied to myself, hard. I was so blinded by you both, only to find out you were both fucking each other behind my back." "Y/n -" "Shut up, Sam." By now, tears were rolling down Sam's cheeks, as well as Ariana's. You wiped a few more tears away before grabbing your car keys that were on the coffee table next to you. "Don't - Don't ever talk to me. You have nothing to say to me." You said before storming down the stairs. "Y/n!", Sam yelled, following you. "Goodbye, Sammy." You gave him one last look before exiting the door, "Y/n -" Sam was cutoff by the slamming sound of the front door. "Fuck."

- - -

"So he just..cheated on you?", Skate questioned in confusion, setting down a mug of coffee in front you. "Uh-huh. I'd never hurt him like that.." Skate patted your shoulder, "And with your best friend! What a dick!" You giggled a little before returning to your pit of sadness. Skate took a sip of his coffee and set it down, "..I'm sorry, Y/n." You wrapped the small blanket around you tighter, "It's not your fault, Nate." He scooted closer to you, "I know but, I just feel that - I don't know." Skate held his head low. Understanding that he's the one in need of no sadness, you lifted his chin up with your finger. His big blue eyes stared into yours, "Hey big guy, don't be like that." He smiled, "Thanks, baby girl." Did he just - Eh - What the hell, I'll let it slide. You kissed his forehead, "You're amazing, Skate." You both went quiet as you stared deeply into each other's eyes. "So..." "So..." You mimicked him. "Do wanna smoke some pot? It takes the edge -" "Please, yes." You both laughed as Skate started rolling the joint. The entire night was full of hallucinations, due to the weed, laughter, and happiness. "So, ma, do you think you're over Sam?", Skate questioned, taking a long drag from the joint and passing it to you. You bit your lip, "Sam who?"

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