Omniscient POV
As weeks passed by, Krystal's problems were pushed to the side due to the fact school started back. She decided that Devonte just wasn't it anymore, and Jonathan hadn't contacted her or answered her calls since their altercation at the cafe. In Krystal's eyes, all she had was her parents, her sister, and her best friend, but was Shay really her best friend? While Krystal was getting closer to Jonathan, Shay was getting closer to Blake, Jonathan's homeboy. Blake and Shay are still going strong, but Shay knows a lot of things Krystal doesn't, like what really went down that night with Vonte and Emily.
Finishing up their very productive cheer practice with a big football homecoming game coming up, Krystal and Shay sat on the bleachers on the football field enjoying the much needed windy afternoon.
"Coach be on some fuck shit when we got a big performance coming up," She complained, struggling to catch her breath, "I don't know how you do it Miss Captain."
Krystal laughed and checked her phone, secretly hoping Jonathan had shot her a text, but of course, he hasn't. She had stopped trying to communicate with him the week after everything happened, it wasn't much more she could do, and he was too busy with touring to even know she still existed. What surprised Krystal was an unknown number texting her and asking to meet up with her.
"Yo, who the fuck is this?" She asked her best friend, showing her the message and number.
Shay knew for a fact that that was Emily texting her to spill everything she knows, but Shay chose to stay quiet. It wasn't her place in her mind to say anything that wasn't her business, no matter how bad she wanted to spill all the tea to her best friend. Blake told Shay all about Krystal's sister and how she really was. Shay wanted to tell Krystal that her sister was behind the whole Devonte shit, but she knew it wasn't worth it. Krystal believes her sister can do no wrong, but it's a reason she moved to California.
"Girl, I have no idea who that is." Shay lied straight through her teeth.
Krystal shrugged it off and got on Instagram. There was a big event tonight at a very popular club here in Atlanta, and she and Shay had every intention of being there. Shay was pushing hard for her to attend this party because she knew Jonathan would be there. Despite Shay hiding secrets from her, she still wanted the best for her. She knew how Krystal felt about Jonathan, and she knew that Jonathan was feeling her. She decided that she would play cupid tonight and make sure the two get back on good terms.
____________________________________Jonathan's POV
It's been weeks since I talked to Krystal and I ain't even gon lie, I been missing her but I'll be damned if I let a bitch make me look stupid. I miss her though, I can admit that much. I been thinking about hitting her up, but I always end up calling another bitch over. The crazy part is, none of that shit even excite me. This broad gave me head this morning and it ain't even do shit for me, and she usually does a damn good job.
I was hoping she'd be at this party Blake told me about. It seemed like him and Shay was good, must be fucking nice. I won't even be bothered about this shit in two weeks tops. I was just getting done in the stu with YG on the Thotiana remix. My career been on the high ever since I dropped, shit ain't been stopping or slowing down on a nigga.
I was hitting Atlanta for the night for the party, then headed back out to LA to shoot the video and continue touring, I don't even have time for a bitch right now. My team and I was boarding the plane to go ahead and leave LA so we could be in ATL by 2:30. It gives us time to check in and time for me to do whatever the fuck I want to since technically this is me having a "break".
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