Chapter Eleven Pt. 3

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Ivy Tiller/Reynolds POV

"But anyways you forreal need to drop that bitch ass nigga. He does nothing but cheat, lie, and treat you like trash. Swan may be Bryson's best friend, but that doesnt mean you settle for a piece of shit" I told her.

We were over Jaylee's parent's house. Of course she saw Swan hugged up with and kissing on another girl.

"But I love him, and he promised he wouldn't do it anymore. He gave me a promise ring. He said we would be together forever"

"Fuck the ring Jay"

"You can't trust him Jaylee. This is the what... sixth time he's cheated on you and the fourth time he had sex with another girl. You need to take a break and leave him and get yourself in the right state of mind first."

"But I lo-"

"Say that again and imma pop you in your shit Jaylee. He man loves the idea of being in love with someone. He doesn't love you. I'm about to be real with you now. Swan is a dickhead. He doesn't have any empathy in his small little brain. He drinks and smokes and is high half of the time you two are together. He doesn't care about anyone's feelings except his. All he's gonna do in the long run is put stress on you and break your heart over and over again"

"Bu-" she started to say

"If you wanna take up for him you can all you want. But it's not gonna help you. If you wanna stay then stay with him. If you don't wanna hear the truth then don't listen. But you know my number and address if you need to talk" I said walking out.

Bryson's granny was over his apartment for a couple of hours. I was just going to go to the gym and work out.

I drank some water before I got on the treadmill. I started off at a walk then I sped it up. Once my warm up was done I put it on the sprint setting and sprinted for two minutes. I rested for one and kept doing that. I started working on my legs and back. I'm pretty sure that I stayed there for about an hour.

"Damn ma. I'm not tryna be a creep but I been watching you since you got here. My name's Gavin. Imma cut to the point. You wanna fuck" he said.

"Boy if you don't gone somewhere. You look 25 that's statutory rape dude. I'm 17."

"And I'm 28. I like younger women. And younger women love me." He said doing a cocky smile.

" He said doing a cocky smile

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"Okay. I'm 17 your 28. That's eleven years. I have a boyfriend dude so go hit on someone else"

"Can I have your number atleast"

"Can you scoot over" I asked cause he was in front of me. He moved over and I walked past him. I grabbed my bag and walked outside to my car.

I was walking over to it, but I felt someone grab my arm. I turned around so fast it felt like I have myself whiplash.

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