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Carolina's POV:

"Aubrey" I groan as I push him off me, "Go!"

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"Aubrey" I groan as I push him off me, "Go!"

"You sure you're gonna be ok?" He asks for the twentieth time as he walks up to me and pecks my cheek

"Yes, as I said before, I think I'll be fine" I roll my eyes, "Now go"

"I'm gonna miss you so much baby"

"Aubrey, we've already did this, now drag your clingy ass onto the jet that's waiting for you"

"I love you" he says as he pecks my cheek

I smile and kiss him. "I love you too" I hug him again as he squeezes me ass

"Two weeks, baby girl, only to weeks"

Aubrey starting his North American tour tomorrow, I was gonna meet him in two weeks in New York, "See you soon baby"

"Love you"

"You are actually stressing me out" I roll my eyes. "Now go"

I kiss him one last time and then before he goes out the door. Fuck, I'm gonna miss him

8 HOURS LATER:

I sat on my bed watching Love and Hip Hop New York on my own since Grace left me to go on a date with her man.

I paused the episode once my phone started ringing, I looked at the caller ID, it's my mother

"Hey" I said once I put the phone next to my mouth

"Carolina", she said through sniffs

"Oh my gosh, mum what's wrong?" I instantly sat up, she never cries

"They" she sniffed again, "They found your father"

"Oh" I responded

I don't give a fuck about my father. He hurt my mum for nine years straight and when we left he still wouldn't even let her divorce him. I fucking hate him, I've always hated him, now I just don't understand why she's telling me about him because she knows how I feel about him

"He died of alcohol poisoning Carolina"

"Oh" I repeat again, I feel a pang in my chest, now he's really gone. "Mum, I'm really sorry"

"It's ok" she sighs, "I should be the one comforting you". No matter what my mum says about my father she's always loved him and will probably always love him. After that one time that he broke her rib Daya and I had to practically drag her out of his house, she thought that leaving him was wrong

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