The Perfect Fit (Interracial Adult Romance) [Part 2]

Chapter 10

Copyright © 2018 Nicole Mckoy

Jasmine P.O.V.

I ran like I normally do when things get tough. It's my go to.

After Tori told me about Evan making a pass at her she got her things and left my house. She said she couldn't be around him and would figure out her living situation.

I felt bad because I wanted to help her out but she was just so uncomfortable due to Evan's behavior.

Once I also figured out that Evan not only hid my sister's letters from me but burnt them I was done.

I had to get out of the house before I lost it.

I packed a bag and got Noah.

I texted Evan's mother asking if the kids could stay the night with her and Mr. Sharp. She said it was fine and I knew I had at least twenty-four hours to figure out my future.

I sat on the bed as I rubbed my belly.

"It's just me you and your brothers," I said.

Noah was sleeping in the crib next to my bed.

I got a hotel room that had a crib. It was a more expensive hotel room.

I had pulled some money out of the bank before I booked myself a room.

I couldn't use a credit card or else Evan would find me.

I didn't want to see him.

If I saw him I'd either cry or slap the shit out of him.

Maybe both.

How did I end up here?

How did I give up everything for this life with a lying unfaithful man?

I thought back to that day Evan came to my apartment wanting to get back together and found out I was considering abortion.

I love my son... I love all my kids. But sometimes I wonder if I had of just gotten that abortion my life would have been so much better.

I mean my relationship with my sister wouldn't have taken a turn for the worst. I wouldn't be careerless, uneducated, and trapped in this lifestyle with Evan.

I looked at my finger just staring at my engagement ring.

Evan proposed three years ago and we still weren't married.

Many times he suggested we just go to the courthouse so we'd legally be husband and wife. I always declined that.

I wanted a real wedding ceremony or nothing at all.

I guess apart of me kept holding back from planning the wedding because it was the only thing in our relationship I had real control of.

I lay down in bed and began crying feeling so confused and alone.

I can't really trust or count on anyone but myself.

I couldn't trust or count on my grandma.

I couldn't trust or count on my sister.

I couldn't trust or count on my kid's father.

I truly have no one.

I ended up crying myself to sleep.

When I woke up it was around seven at night.

I got up and changed and fed Noah.

I then got him and went down to the restaurant in the hotel to get myself some dinner.