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"So this Khalifa guy doesn't even know that you work for me?" Jordan questioned as he bit into his deep dish pizza.

"Nope! Every time I try to even bring it up he changes the subject or leaves. He didn't even know I had a interview."

Jordan decided to go to Giordano's since I told him I never been. I don't really go out like that. I only go to the basic: Popeyes, McDonald's, Burger King, Ja'Grill, White Castle, Burrito Beach, and Chipotle. The last time Khalifa took me out was after prom and I think he was just trying to butter me up so he could get some. So many people ask me why I'm still with him but he was my first love. I can't even see myself with anybody else, even though he could. But as long as he keep his hands to himself I'm okay.

"How?" He threw his arms up. "So he doesn't notice when your gone for most of the day? And your still with him?"

"I know I know, he might sound like an awful person but he's sweet when you get to know him!"

"That's outrageous! You must be a very forgiving woman cause if I were I would've been gone. Right after he had sex with my so called best friend." Jordan said referring to Monica.

"Well that was years ago and he apologized for it."

"I wouldn't care if he was God himself! If he's willing to cheat with my friend that mean he doesn't care about cheating with a stranger. What did your family said about this? Cause if you were my daughter or sister I would've beat both y'all ass! Him for cheating and you for taking him back!" He shook his head.

"I don't talk to my family no more." I looked down.

"Why? What happened?"

"I don't wanna talk about it. Just know that I found out who really had my back."

He grabbed my hand. "You know you can tell me right?"

"Yeah." I eased my hand away. "But I don't like telling people too much about me."

"I get it."

"So enough about me! What about your last relationship?" I said folding my arms on the table.

He brushed his deep waves with his hand. "Man, I don't even like bringing that devil up!"

I grabbed his hand mocking him. "You know you can tell me right?"

"Really." He snatched his hand away. "Well unlike you, I'm a very open person!"

I smirked. "Mhm. Go on."

"Her name was Erica she was my best friend since we were babies. Our parents we friends so you know how that goes. We told each other everything! We went to the same school for our whole life from day car to college. We started going out in our freshman year of highschool which I was surprised. Cause you already saw how I looked and she was beautiful and she was one of the popular kids. She used to always defended me and I loved her for that. Everything was great until we were freshmen in college and her parents died in a home invasion. That messed all of us up. They were like my second family and they we just gone,and the thing that made her even more depressed was that the last conversation she had with them was an argument about school. She told them she hated them and she couldn't forgive her self for that even after everybody thold her that it was nd her fault. After that, she became a whole different person. She started drinking outta control, doing drugs, all that! We argued all the time, 24/7. That's when I made my first attempt to start my business and it was actually doing kinda good. One day she came to my dorm room with all types of cuts and bursises and my first reaction was to ask her who did that to her but she had other plans. She pushed me on my bed and slapped me. So I rolled her over and pinned her to the bed and asked her what she was doing but all she was screaming was ' you did this to me you bastard!' I was so confused. Cause I know Damn well I'll never out my hands on her and I didn't drink so I wasn't drunk. She made this face that I never saw before and she sounded so weird. She came out of nowhere and said, 'If you don't give me $50,000 I will have you arrested!' I'm just shilling there confused as hell cause I thought she was joking. I was literally looking around like I was being punked or something cause this can't be real. I said no and she ran towards the phone and called the police. I snatched the phone and hung it up. It was the way she looked at me. It was the way she looked at me." He shook his head.

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