Bonds Built (Completed)

11. All that for what?

Jessica stood in her living room as Dwayne cleaned himself up in her bathroom. He walked out as Jessica held a scowl on her face. "What?" He questioned.

She pushed him, "what the hell was that?" He walked to her kitchen grabbing a water bottle as he gulped it down. His drunkness coming down. A good fight always did that for him.

"That nigga?" He questioned. "You cheated on me with a fucking chulo or some other shit? What the fuck is he?"

She noted that as a question to ask him, she was sure he was of Hispanic descent. But he was a celebrity, she could also easily google it as well. "Hispanic," she stated with confidence.

Dwayne shook his head. "But that shit isn't important!" She yelled remembering this was her turn to be upset. "I can't believe you came in here doing that shit! Like what the fuck. Look at my living room!" She pointed towards the mess. "And all of that for what!?"

He shrugged his shoulders, "you know me and you knew it was coming. Wasn't no way I wasn't going to get his head. Fuck out of here." He was territorial and she knew that. But she wasn't his when it happened, Mateo didn't even know his name until right before she opened the door.

She rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms. "That shit was lame as hell."

"Just like that nigga. But I'm out of here. I'll be around to get my shit at some point." That just pissed her off even more. She knew he wouldn't be the type to stick around but to cause a scene like that just to still dip? That was weak as hell to her. She rolled her eyes, "oh so you proved your point?"

He chuckled. "Jessica you don't get it. I fucking love you. Like a whole fucking lot. And you get pregnant by a random ass dude? You know how that shit feels?"

She didn't and she couldn't act like she did. She didn't say anything. "Exactly," he let out. "I get it Dwayne I do. I would be hurt if the tables were turned but you broke up with me. You are acting like I cheated when I didn't. We weren't together when it happened. Regardless if it was a day, a week or a month."

He looked at her with pure anger and hurt in his eyes. "Are you trying to justify this right now?" She opened her mouth to respond as his phone started ringing. He silenced it but just as quick as he did that it started ringing again. "Get it." She let out.

He looked at his phone already knowing who was blowing it up, Brielle. She was the last person he wanted to deal with right now. But at the same time he had just went and dicked her down after Jessica's confession and promised her they could do dinner at seven. He looked at the time and it was almost eight. He was actually surprised she wasn't blowing his phone up sooner.

He answered as he stepped away from Jessica, but Brielle was way too loud on the phone for her not to hear. "We were supposed to go eat at seven Dwayne, it's 7:45. Where are you at D?" She questioned loudly. Causing Jessica's eyebrows to knit together. Dwayne looked over at her before making his way towards her door. But she quickly pulled his arm. He gave her a look before he continued walking.

She stood there dumbfounded, but well aware that he clearly was dealing with someone else. And it definitely was during their relationship.

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Mateo laid on the bed in his hotel room as an incoming FaceTime call from Sofia popped up. He sighed as he slid it to answer it.

She was all smiles with her girls loud as hell in the background. "Be quiet!" She let out. "My baby answered."

"She's drunk as hell Mateo!" One of her friends yelled out in the background. "No I'm not," she let out as he chuckled. She definitely was.

"What's up?" He questioned as he ran a hand over his face. The lights were off, the only light coming from the TV as it was after nine so the sun was already down.