I decided to go over to Keith's house cause I haven't heard from him in a couple hours. Couple hours as in 6 to be exact. That's 1 fourth of a day.
I'm just getting back from my photoshoot and I had so much fun. I asked my manager to send Keith the shots and hopefully he got them.
I pulled up in his driveway, cut the engine and got out then walked to the door. I knocked then stuck my key into the door and walked in locking it behind me.
"Babe!!!!!!!!" I yelled. I got nothing. I started upstairs then heard loud slamming of feet against the floor. I opened his bedroom door and saw him pacing with a bottle of Hennessey in his hand.
"Keith. Baby what are you doing?" I asked moving closer to him only for him to move away.
"Don't fucking call me that." He said gulping down a beer can.
"Whats wrong with you and why are you cursing at me for? Gimmie the bottle. You don't even drink." I tried to grab it but he tightly grabbed my wrist and then let it go once he saw that the shit hurted.
"Wanna know what's wrong with me?!"
"Yeah. This is not like you!" I yelled.
"These pictures is what's wrong with me. Why is he that close to You? Why is his hands on your thigh? Why is he kissing your neck!?"
"Keith seriously!? Its called doing our fucking jobs! He wasn't even kissing my neck. We only do what we are told. And he's very much gay."
"Yeah use that excuse. Well I don't like it. Do you know how this makes you look?!" He yelled.
"Are you saying that I look like a hoe?" I asked.
"You said it not me. And you can't dare tell me that you wasn't cheating."
"You call this cheating?! Doing my job is cheating on you? Keith you're really dumb as shit."
"Yeah and wow y'all look like a perfect couple."
"I would never cheat on you even if I felt like it. You know that. I had really good news but since you wanna act like this, you won't even care."
"What news?"
"I'm going to New York tonight and you would've been able to come along with me."
"I don't want to go anywhere with you! In fact, I'm done with you. This relationship was a bad idea. I hate you Camila and I never wanna see you in my life!!!"
"K-" I couldn't even say anything. Tears overflowed on my face and it wouldn't stop. He's never said anything like the stuff he just said to me. I pulled the necklace he gave me off and threw it on his kitchen counter. I was gonna walk out the door but I went back in to knock the pictures of us off the mantle. Then I went over to my house to start packing. I leave for New York in about 3 hours and I might as well make this money and be done.
I showered for a few minutes and washed my hair then dried off and got dressed comfortably. I placed some shoes into my bag and then got an Uber to take me to the airport.
Its gonna be a long day tomorrow. I can't believe all the shit that just happened. I mean, it was like 2 weeks ago, we was all cool and shit and now he's really not himself. He got me bent.
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Found You
FanfictionCamila is a girl who comes from an abusive relationship. She needs a restart on everything. That means, a different shot at love, life, and a change of heart. Since her last relationship, she can't seem to be how she was in the past. In the past, sh...