chapter 5 | orlando

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chanel's pov2 weeks lateri woke up with a note next to me

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chanel's pov
2 weeks later
i woke up with a note next to me. it's been about a month and me and quentin have been arguing lately. he would stay the night and leave early and it bothered me. what was so important you leaving early?
sorry i couldn't stay, would've been late to work. love you - xoxo quentin

i threw away the note. this nigga here. i texted him

i was upset, he's been spending the night and leaving early

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i was upset, he's been spending the night and leaving early. not to mention bullshitting me with excuses. i decided to make everything right. i was gonna go to his job and surprise him with food.

 i was gonna go to his job and surprise him with food

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i walked downstairs and said bye to my mom. i got my car keys and went to my car: i brought him food and drove to the mall me and him work in. i went to nathan's. i went to one of the workers and asked about quentin. they explained to
me he quit a couple weeks ago.
i ran out that bitch and into my car.
i drove to his house. the door wasn't opened
so i took a bobby pin out my hair and picked the
lock for 14 minutes. eventually i got in. "GO FASTER, YES,YES,YES" i heard a girls voice, not any voice. kayliees voice. i ran upstairs. i jump kicked quentin . "BABE WTF ARE YOU DOING HERE." he said. i attacked him
and dirty ass kayliee. i don't even fight but the way my blood boiled. was ridiculous. i started punching and kicking everyone and everything. i deleted quentin's number "YOU GONNA PAY KAYLIEE" i yelled running downstairs. i got in my car and drove to nahmirs house. i cried the whole time on my way to nahmirs house. it was early in the morning as well. when i got to nahmirs house i banged on the door. when jay opened it i busted out crying. he let me in.

at nahmirs house

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