Don't Believe In Love II

11. You Ain't Gotta Go Home, But...

Jacob.

He stood out of the way to let me in. "Thanks so much!" I hugged him. He pushed me off. "Breaunna is here, and she's sleeping, so you better keep quiet. And I want you out by 6 so she doesn't see you. Understood?" I nodded. He chucked the deuces at me. "You know where to find blankets and pillows." He walked in the back and shut his door.

Prod.

"CRAIG!!!" I jumped at the sound of her screams and got out of bed. I ran into the living room, only to see Breaunna and Prince standing there. He was terrified, and she was boiling. "What is he doing here?!" I turned to him with a glare. "I thought I told you to be gone by 6." She snapped her fingers in my face. "Hello?? Why was he here in the first place, and why didn't you tell me he was here?" "Because I knew you'd react like this." "Well, let me know next time so I'm not walking around naked. I want him gone. He shouldn't even be here right now." And with that, she stormed to the back.

"Alright, you heard her." I threw his shoes at him. "You ain't gotta go home, but you gotta get the hell up outta here." I began to walk back in the room when he said something. I slowly turned around and glared at him. "What the hell did you say?" "I said, 'I can clearly see who wears the thongs in this relationship, and it ain't Bre.' Cmon dude. You're gonna let her run you like that?" I walked over to him and got in his face. "When it comes to you, hell yeah. She don't like yo ass, and quite frankly, I'm feeling the same way."

"Cmon, Craig. We're boys. You ain't gotta put on no façade just because she's in the next room." I took all his shit and tossed it by the front door. He stood up and got in my face. "What the fuck is your problem?!" He pushed me and I punched him the jaw. He fell backwards while holding his face. "Fuck!! Dude what's gotten into you?" "Get out, and don't come back!!" He took his things and ran out.