The Wrong Decisions I make

Chapter 21: Years later

* 5 years later*

( Promise's P.O.V.)

I kind of just got out of college at Stanford University in California with a Masters Degree. I'm now 23, like all my friends are except Deja she's 22 still. I live in California in an apartment for now. I'ma about to move out and live with Jay. Yes, i'm still in touch with all my friends. Oh yea. France is engaged with James, he bets not mess up. Jay did not engage yet he thinks it too early i do too. I want to get married at 25 anyway. But i can go younger or whatever. But i'm really happy cause my life messed up for now i guess.

*Knock knock knock* I answer the door. Hey Jay. I say smiling. Hey bae. He says kissing my cheek. You ready? He asked. Yea. I say letting him in. I grab 3 boxes and walk down the stairs to his Escalade. I get the rest left in my room only about 4 thoe so. Jay gets the rest and we hop into the car. We arrive at Jay's house.

I enter the house and he has to have wooden floors. Ugh, i hate wooden floors, my room at least has to be carpet. He leads me to my room . It was so pretty, and big. I like big rooms a lot. Thanks. Jay. I said kissing his cheek. I started putting my clothes in the closet and making my bed, I put my shoes on my shoe rack. Then i got half the stuff in the bathroom around the corner.

I go lay down onto my bed, Jay walks in and sits on my bed. Hey. I say smiling. Wassup. Jay said. Are you getting a job? He asked. I don't know. I think. I said sitting up. I want to become a singer,writer,teacher, doctor, or a choreographer. I said. Cool. I would pick the writer, singer, or choreographer if i were you. Jay said. I'ma sleep on it. I said

( Jay's P.O.V.)

Promise is so beautiful/ gorgeous i can melt of her face. She got too pretty though.

I went out her room and took a shower. I got out an juss ordered a pizza since i don't feel like cooking or anything. I go downstairs and turn on the t.v. in the living room. Promise comes downstairs and lays down on my lap with her body stretched out on the couch.

You bored? I asked. No, just wanna hang with you. Promise said. Awh, that's sweet. I said.

I know. I get a text, i get and check the ID. It was France whenever this girl text me it's about a party or her new boyfriend like i want to know that.

F- Do ya'll wanna go to a party tonight?

Promise wanna go to a party tonight? I asked. Sure. Promise said

J- Sure.

F- iight be at my house at 10

J- iight

I check the time and it was 8:58. Promise we gotta be at France's at 10 iight. I said. Ok. She said sitting up. I walk upstairs to my room and so does Promise. I take a shower and do what you always do. I thrown on some red vans high tops, some khaki skinny jeans, a black and red t-shirt that says fake bitches can shut the fuck up, and my Chicago Bulls snapback. I walk downstairs and Promise was wearing some black booty shorts, with designer cut out leggings, with some blue and orange vans, and a tank top that shows half your breast, and a Miami Dolphins snapback.

We walked out the door and got into the car. I think me and her grew apart since high school. I really still love her like i used to. I still think she's special, pretty no gorgeous, and more. I mean nothing changed between my love for her. She just acts like she can't speak or she's shy or something.

Promise. I said. Huh? She asks. ,.. nevermind. I said. Oh, ok. She said looking out the window. I think somethings wrong with her. Are you iight? I asked. Yea. She said. She sounds all quiet and shy. I wish she was like how she was used to.