I watched as Eric just sat there, shaking his head. I sighed and I actually started feeling bad. 😔
"I can't believe you really went away, without telling anyone, and you left with a crip, who you happen to date! Even after you told me he wasn't down with any gangs!" He said
I heard Clinton sigh in annoyance and I shot him a look to shut him up.
"I really don't know what to tell you other than I'm sorry for going away without telling anyone. But I really need you to understand how I feel about Clinton-"
"You really trust him!?" He asked, cutting me off.
"Yes! Why can't you just accept the fact that I'm happy with him!?"
"He's not one of us! Therefore he is not to be trusted! How would you know if him taking you away wasn't apart of his gang's plan!? Y'all have been gone for how long and still haven't made it to Australia!?"
I heard Clinton sigh again and we watched as he made his way out the door.
I turned my attention back to Eric. "I really trust him, Eric. You not trusting him ultimately means you don't trust me and honestly that hurts."
"You lost my trust once you lied to me."
"And I'm asking you to put trust in me again."
He sighed and thought about his answer.
Then something clicked in my head. 🤔
How did he know Clinton and I's room number? 🤔
Clinton POV
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"Yes he bust through the door with his gun pointed at me. He even pointed it at Darrin!" I told Quincy.
"Jesus, that's crazy. Thank God no one was shot. How did he know what room y'all were in?"
After he said that I began to realize how important that question is.
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