my bad luv // blackbear

Chapter 25: Answers

BLACKBEARS POV

I can't believe I fucking did that last night. I can't believe I walked in on her fucking someone else. She never even let me fuck, but she lets some random? What the fuck.

I sat staring at my phone hoping she'd text me back and agree to meet me sober this time so we could talk, but my phone said she read my text hours ago and I don't think she'll be responding anytime soon.

She's busy with the guy she was fucking.

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At two in the morning my phone went off, waking me from my sleep. I glanced around noticing I must've passed out on the couch while I was watching tv.

I quickly grabbed my phone and saw it was from Gabi and my heart began to race. This girl really got me fucked up.

Gabi: If we're gonna meet it has to be now.

What the fuck? Why now? Why so late?

I didn't care though, I am so desperate to see her and get her back. I agreed and told her to come over.

GABIS POV

Once Kian finally fell asleep I quietly slid out of bed and out of his room, being sure I didn't wake him.

I grabbed Nikis keys and headed out of the front door shutting it slowly to avoid making any loud noises that could wake anyone else up.

I drove to Bears house and thought about what I wanted to say to him. I knew what I needed the most was some answers.

"Hey." He said awkwardly as he opened his door.

I looked him up and down and he was in an orange velvet jump suit. He looked so cozy. It made me want to cuddle up with him.

No Gabi, knock it off. You're pissed at him. Fuck his adorable outfit.

"Sorry it's so late." I said sitting down on the couch I once made out with him on at a party he threw.

"It's fine, I'm just glad you came."

I stayed silent waiting for him to start the conversation.

"I know I have some explaining to do." He started.

"You have a lot of explaining to do." I corrected him.

He glanced down at his hands before sighing.

"Gabi, I never wanted to hurt you."

"Then what would you think rushing out on me just as we were establishing our feelings and then lying to me and going out and partying with hoes you've already fooled around with would do to me? It made me feel like shit." I said angrily.

"The article that you showed me the day I left freaked me out, so I decided I needed to push you away and run from the feelings I never knew I was capable of having. Then when I saw your post on Instagram I was reminded by how fucking breathtaking you are-"

"Was your Instagram post that day I posted mine directed towards me?" I asked, needing answers to the questions I've been wondering about for days.