Next Gen

Chapter ·59· F*ck you attitude

Note: Since nothing is really happening with Gabriel, Armani, Kaila and Adriana at the moment. Other than them just simply living life. We're going to be focusing on Angel and Jay for now until things pick up.

°Angel in the Media☝📷

=3 days later, July 12th=
(Angel's POV)👅

Now finally back home and on campus again, I picked up right where I left off from my weekend break. Now currently I'm in English where it's just a study hall for a test tomorrow.

I know your probably wondering, hey what happened to that stud girl that somehow turned me out and that I was supposedly sleeping with on the side. Well.

It's complicated once again between us. Ever since Curtis moved in with me, she's been feeling some type of way...now that I was around a man frequently and not her. Basically she became jealous and cut me off once again. I swear being with a girl is just not in it for me. I'm petty myself as a girl and I don't want a girlfriend who's petty too.

And plus, she's not even my girlfriend. She's the one who strictly said it was just sex and no feelings. And here I thought I'd be the one catching feelings but her and lady parts are the least of the worries on my mind.

"Hey, you mind if we talk...a little bit?" I ask her, coming up to the table she and her friends normally sat at.

"Why you wanna talk to me now? Go talk to ya boyfriend"

I chuckle at her response. "Alex, stop being jealous and just talk to me like a grown up.."

She sighed and looked around the table before getting up. From there we sat down over in the corner by an empty table.

"What do you want Angel?"

"To know what's up with you and why your treating me like I did something wrong"

"Oh.."

"Can you tell me maybe?"

"There's nothing to say. I just see that your happy with your new nigga and you don't need me anymore. Not even as a friend"

I look down. "I'm sorry I haven't talk you since he came back. I know that's probably my fault"

"Nah it's cool. You don't need me anymore"

"Who said I ever needed you?" I raise my eyebrow.

"You never physically said it but it was more ahh, Alex yes"

"Okay and? You were like ahh baby touch me more...ahh ahh" I imitate her in bed.

She sucked her teeth.

"So what are you gettin' at because yes we both moaned during sex and had one hell of a time. But never once did I need you to make me happy, you just did it naturally and without all this bullshit. So if us being friends and me having other friends bother you then I don't think it's worth it anymore. I'm tired of you treating me like shit when I'm always so fucking nice to you. Okay yes, My ex came back into my life and I've been spending time with him and not you. But why does that bother you so much when you claim you have all these bitches on the side?"

I watched her look away after I said that.

"It sounds like your just jealous and...maybe starting to feel something for me after all. But let's remember you said it was just us having sex and being friends. I did exactly that and now your upset. I guess I can't win with you..." I sit back and fold my arms.

"I guess you can't..." she finally said.

"Then I'm done trying. It was nice while it lasted boo" I stand up and leave her alone to sit by myself again.

=6:05 pm=🕟

After class, I decided to go out and spend some quality time with someone who's always been there for me since day. And that is my basketball and being on the court. I stripped down to some more comfortable wear and started playing all by myself.

=15 minutes later=
(Curtis's POV)💙

After getting some info on where Angel's whereabouts may be, I stopped by the basketball/ gym in the center of her campus. Upon walking in, it seemed like no one else was here, just until I heard the net sound coming from the court itself.

I walked up to the double doors and indeed found Angel, running back and forth to make a few shots at the net. Taking in the sight of my ex's skills really impressed me. It was incredible to see her ball like a pro but still could pull off the dress and heels look.

Girl sure had some qualities about her that niggas would die for out here. And I'm just the stupid asshole who didn't realize what I had until it was gone.

Getting a hold of myself, I finally opened the double doors and entered inside the basketball court. Watching her perform a slam dunk right before my eyes, I clapped my hands and startled her from behind.

"Aye, now that was some real LeBron type shit" I clap, seeing her pick up the ball again.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

"I just came to see what you were up to, since I haven't seen you in about a week or so..." I come up to her, face to face.

"Yeah, your turning into a stranger again"

"Not if I'm here now. I was just busy moving my things in and setting up my apartment, since someone ain't offer to help"

"Nigga please, I can't lift for shit..."

"Seems like your in pretty good shape to me" I poke her belly.

"Stop. Its bad enough your seeing me like this.." she blushed.

"Seeing you like what?" I ask her, kind of confused as to what I was seeing.

"I look all rough and stuff, I'm not...dressed properly. Not to mention my hair..."

"Okay so what? I've seen you without clothes on..So what's really the difference?"

"Yeah that's true. I just feel like I look a mess and...now your here"

"I don't think you look a mess. Your working out and playing basketball for crying out loud. I didn't expect you to be in a dress and heels or anything"

She smiled at me and suddenly rushed up to wrap her arms around my chest in a hug. "I missed you" she says, kind of making a nigga blush a little.

"Missed you too" I hug her back, laying my head with hers.

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