my princess/x

chapter 10

"You for real?"

"Yes!"

He then came down from the stairs and kissed me.

I've only kissed one boy before, and that was in 6th grade when my moms friends son, John, kissed me on the lips because he liked me. I hated it so much I haven't kissed anybody since.

Deep down, I regretted saying yes because he's a cheater and a bad person, I don't know why I was all of a sudden so incredibly impulsive.

And by the way, that kiss was gross too.

-leaving the dance-

"Hey guys, wanna go get dinner at Wendy's or sum?" I asked, trying to make conversation.

"Nah."

"Why?"

"I just don't want to." Jahseh shrugged.

"Alright."

We got back in the car, and the drive home was silent for some weird reason.

Jahseh then dropped me off at my house without a word and drove off, into the night.

When I later got into bed that evening, I thought about 3 different things. I couldn't help but regretting my actions and saying yes to Isaiah. Were we dating now? I had no idea.

Also I couldn't help wondering why Jah had been so cold to me ever since I said yes to Isaiah. Why would he even care? He likes Reign..

And why do I care so much? I'm with Isaiah now, apparently. Do I like him? Did the Reign thing make me jealous?

Before I knew it I was asleep.

-morning-

When I woke up and checked my phone I had 14 missed calls and 54 missed texts from Nyla. Here's a few:

ugly ass bitch🤢❤️: you're dating ISAIAH?

ugly ass bitch🤢❤️: WHAT THE HELL

ugly ass bitch🤢❤️: answer my calls ASAP

I decided to call her back. "Hello?" I tiredly answered the phone.

"Bitch what the fuck is going on?" She picked up.

"I'm sorry I don't really know what happened i wasn't in the right state of mind."

"You gotta fix this then."

"How?"

"Stay put im on my way over."

About 30 minutes later I answered the door, greeted by a distraught Nyla.

"Are y'all dating?" Was the first thing she asked.

"Hello to you too." I let her inside.

"By the way things were previously going, he's probably cheating on you right now."

"We aren't even dating."

"That's not what he said."

Wait what?

I sighed, then went to go sit on my bed upstairs.

"What should I do?"

"Talk to him, see what's up."

She's right. I dialed his number from my contacts, then I called him up.

"Hey Isaiah."

"Aye who's this?"

"Bianca."

"Bianca baby, what's good?"

"We need to talk, can we meet at the park in one hour?""