Jasmarie's pov
I scrolled throughout my newsfeed on Instagram in frustration. I have people that I don't even know tagging me in posts about Craig and Shanya. I don't know what has gotten into him. I mean, literally a month ago we were the happiest couple ever. It seems like every since I forced him to take that DNA test, everything has went downhill. I've never been the type to chase or beg anyone to stick around, and I surely won't beg Craig to be in my life.
With all this unhappiness going on in my life, you would think things couldn't get any worse. I called up Layla to see if she wanted to meet up, get some lunch, or something.
"What's up, Jas?" Layla answered.
"Hey girl, what you up to?" I asked out of curiosity.
"Nothing really, I'm about to take Jamari to his grandmother's house in a few." She spoke.
"Okay, okay.. After you drop him off, lets go eat." I said, realizing that I was more hungry than I thought.
"Okay, cool." She said in agreement. "I'll just text you when I'm done, Jas." She blurted out before hanging up.
I went into my room and grabbed my charger and took it into the living room and plugged my phone up. I was just about to grab a Gatorade when someone began to knock on my door. I sighed in aggravation. Without even asking who it was, I just willingly opened the door. Craig stood there in front of me.
"What are you doing here?" I spoke, immediately. He was expressionless, I couldn't tell exactly what his purpose was for showing up at my condo. No one even knows where I stay so this is just weird to me. After Craig moved Shanya and the kids into our old house, I figured it was just time for me to get something new. Even though, that house is in my name and I could basically ruin everything in any split second, I chose not to do so.
"Can we talk?" Craig spoke, while looking at me.
"What is there to talk about?" I questioned him. It may have came off as sarcasm but by all means I was very serious.
"Well can I come in?" He asked.
"How do you even know where I stay?" I asked.
"Why does that even matter?" He asked, obviously aggravated.
"Why are you even here?" I spoke, rolling my eyes.
"To talk to you, now can I come in?" He asked.
"Sure, whatever." I said as I stepped to the side and opened the door even more so that he could get in. He walked in and we entered the kitchen together. I took a seat on the barstool by the counter and he sat across from me but somewhat far from me-at the kitchen table.
We looked at each other for at least 2 minutes straight without even saying anything to each other.
"What do you want Craig..." I stated getting pissed off that he wasn't even saying anything to me.
"I just want to apologize for everything I've been putting you through lately." He said, looking up at me.
"Okay, and?" I spoke.
"and that's not where I want to be Jasmarie. I want to be here with you. You deserve the world, and I'm going to try to give it you." He said
"You're going to try? Are you serious?" I asked.
"Yes, I'm very serious." He spoke.
"That's shocking because lately all you've been doing is ruining my life and making things worse for me." I stated.
"Jas, I never meant for any of this to happen." He said, looking down.
"So what exactly did you mean to happen? I mean, seriously who do you think I am?" I asked, angrily.
"I don't know.." he sighed in frustration.
"You had me looking like a complete fool Craig. If you still had love for that girl, all you had to do was keep it real with me. By all means, I could never be mad about you being honest." I spoke. "But you basically took me by surprise, you had me thinking I had you to myself and only myself. In all reality, you was out here playing me like a fool." I said.
"I wasn't playing you, Jasmarie." He spoke.
"So what the hell do you call it then?" I asked. He looked at me, but I could tell he was clearly speechless.
"You have no idea what the fuck I been going through lately." I said. Literally, no one knows what I have been dealing with on my own.
"What y-" He started to say, but I cut him off.
"You're sitting up here constantly around a bitch that blatantly lied to you about you being the father of her kids and you still chose to be with her! You didn't care how that would make me feel, huh?" I questioned him.
"I di-" He started to say, but I cut him off once again.
"No you don't care! If you cared, you would've been here instead." I stated. "You taking care of her and her kids and I've been here on my own dealing with a fucking miscarriage." I finally blurted out, as a tear rolled down the right side of my face.
"A miscarriage?" He asked in disbelief.
"Yes, a miscarriage." I spoke, dryly.
"Oh my god, Jas. I'm so sorry." He said, as he got up from the table and walked over towards me. "I didn't know you were pregnant." He said grabbing onto my hand.
"Yeah, neither did I." I stated. "The day I found out was the exact same night I lost it." I added.
"How far along were you?" He asked
"4 months." I spoke. "It was a girl." I said, looking down.
"Wow." He said, still in disbelief I guess.
"And look, I'm not telling you this to try to get you to feel bad for me or come back to me." I spoke in defense.
"Jas, I understand that!" He spoke.
"What made you even come here?" I questioned him, because I really wanted to know what was his purpose for showing up.
"I just wanted to see you." He spoke, and I began to roll me eyes. "I found out who the actual father of those kids are." He spoke.
"Oh really? Who?" I spoke.
"My homeboy man." He stated.
"Which homeboy?" I asked, in complete shock.
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I'm always just doing some shit, huh?
Yeah, it's a cliffhanger guys. I haven't updated since last year so,
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