"Thank you for flying with us and welcome to Miami." the stewardess said saying her goodbyes to everyone on the flight. The flight was very nice, Jackson even made sure she had a nice seat by the window in the front. She played music the whole time, she couldn't sleep nor eat. Camela was just excited that finally she will see him and could start this new chapter in her life, happy as ever. Finally some good was coming her way. She was also shocked with herself, she couldnt believe she actually got her ass on that plane to and flew to a whole new state just for a guy. "Please, let him be everything I imagined." She said in her head to herself. Giving him a call and this is the first time he did not answer. "What the fuck? Pleaseeee no." is all Camela said to herself and palmed her forehead. She already had her Nike dufflebag swung across her, she didnt take all of her belongings just the important ones, mainly because she just wanted to get the fuck out. She was wearing her black Love Pink outfit and all white air forces, her hair was in a curly messy bun and had no make up only, only clear lip gloss. She only had about a thousand dollars in her name but who was she kidding? That won't last in a city like Miami. All the could think about is her being stood up. At this point she couldn't go back home because she knew the consequences of her actions so that was out of the picture. She'd just have to be a big girl and find a job quick as possible. She had no work exprience at all. The money she had is what she stole from her mom and Troy.
Just when she was about to call him again, an unknown number called her instead, her frown curled into a smile immediately because she knows it can only be one person, Jackson. She answered quickly, "Hello, who's this?" she asked thinking she already knew. "Yo, this Camela? This Jackson's brother. He's caught up in some business right now and sent me for you. I'm outside yo gate in a black Chevy jeep." and hung up, not even giving Camela time to respond. She was quite upset because she was expecting to see the love of her life at this point, not no stank ass brother of his. She then began to wonder why he couldn't just call her and say that himself. Without giving it a second thought she walked outside and sure enough the black Chevy Jeep was there waiting on her. She hopped into the Jeep and looked his brother over, she was so shocked to see how much they remsembled each other, the only difference was he was a bit brighter and thicker than Jackson. "Damn shawty, welcome to Miami. You like what you see already?" he said smirking. She blinked and looked away so fast, her face was red because she got caught starring. After a few seconds that felt like an hour she finally spoke, "What's your name?" He continue driving looking at her periodically, licking his lips "Jesse and you?". Camela let out a loud laugh mainly because he played too much, he already knew her name but he just wanted to tease her. All she did was roll her eyes and looked out the window. Everything just felt different, she sighed and fell asleep.
"Yo, wake up!" Camela heard and felt someone touching her thigh, she popped up ready to fight. "Woah, damn shawty you dreamt about beating a bitch or sumn? Who wakes up like that?" Jesse asked Camela with an amused look on his face. "You scared me you asshole, that's not funny." she had her hand on her chest trying to ease her breathing. She finally caught herself and looked at her surroundings, she was outside of some condos over looking the water. It was so breathtaking, it was now hitting her that she was away from her dirty disgusting past. She hopped out the Jeep and walked behind Jesse and watched as he hit the 12 floor and a code on the elevator. The highest floor she observed, the elevator dinged and opened. As it opened her mouth dropped open as well. The condo was huge and spacious, white walls and marble counters with tan furniture, everything was so clean she couldn't believe that Jackson lived here. "This is so beautiful, I can't believe this is Jacksons'." Camela said walking around, just intaking everything. The view was spectacular.
"Uhh, I guess.. Let me show you your room." Jesse said, as they went down this long hallway, her room was the third door on the left and had her own bathroom. "Jackson said he wanna give you your own space due to circumstances you both know about." Jesse explained as she looked around. Camela blushed and was so thankful that she had someone so thoughtful. "Thank you so much Jesse, you've bin a great help. I love it, but do you know what time he'd be home? he's not answering my calls." Camela stated because she tried dailing him two more times and even texted him saying she made it safe and she loves the condo, the messages just stayed on delivered. "Yeah, he'd be here soon, he's just very busy right n-" before Jesse could finish his sentence the elevator dinged. Before he could say anything else, Camela jetted pass him running straight to the elevator.
"Heyyy babyyyyy, finallyyyyy!" Camela shouted as she jumped in Jackson's arms, wrapping her legs around his waist. Jackson stood there frozen and confused. He didn't know who this broad was or why she was so excited to see him. Jesse came from the back with pleading eyes and gestured that he hug her back. Jackson gave him the death look knowing he didnt like to be touched, also he didn't like to be out of the loop so he just played along and hugged her back never letting his eyes go off his brother.
His brother Jesse only told him that he was bringing a broad by that went through a lot and gave him the run down on her, he never said for him. He was so confused and angry he started to shake because he knew how playful Jesse could be. Finally putting Camela down, "Excuse me one second beautiful, I gotta talk to my brother about something very important, business wise." Jackson said not even looking at her. Camela stood there also confused, she thought that he would at least be happy to see her, but he acted as if he didn't know her and didn't want her touching him. She stood there watching them make thier way in the back. Tears filled her eyes once again trying to understand what his deal was.
"Yo what the fuck you on? Why you got this girl all over me and shit? What did you do or tell her?" Jackson said starring at his brother with anger because he already knew he did something dumb, typical Jesse. Jackson was older than Jesse by two years but still treated him like he was his son. They were all they had, their mom died when they were teens and they never knew their dad. They both shared the condo together because they acted as if they didn't wanna be too far away from each other. Jackson had one half and Jesse the other. Jesse actually had the audacity to put Camela on Jackson's wing of the condo. "Bro, chill. Let me explain, well I don't really got an explanation right now, I just wanna help her bro, she's bin through a lot. So, I actually pretended like I was you while talking to her." When he said that Jackson was already across the room in his face. "Wait, I'm not done, I might as well just get it all out" Jesse said holding his chest, very dramatic. "She thinks that you've bin talking to her and that ya'll are in love, but you can't tell her its false because she's gonna be very hurt, She's already bin through enough Jacks just chill." Jesse said all in one breath. The room was so silent you could've heard a pin drop.
"Bruh, you kidding right? Because you gotta be. If you've bin talking to her why can't you just be you! WHY ME? Please tell me how the fuck that makes sense!" Jackson said now pacing the floor. He wanted no parts of this girl or her baggage and there was no way he could get away from her because she was now in his house. He really didn't give a fuck what she went through because it wasn't something he was interested in. "Bro chill, it'll be worth it in the long run, just please do this for me." Jesse pleaded. "Man fuck you." Jackson said walking out the room and stroming to his wing of the condo, he stopped when he heard the shower running. "This nigga put this bitch on my side of the wing? Ima kill him, Ima kill him" Jackson said in his head. Looking down the hall seeing Jesse there with pleading eyes. Jackson smacked his teeth and went to his room slamming the door.
Camela heard the door slam and jumped in the shower. She let herself slide down the the wall of the shower and started to cry. Something was off and that definitely wasn't the man she fell in love with.
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Chick-LitYoung Camela feels like she's almost bin through it all at just 18 years old. Coming from an abusive home, bullying in school and heart break. She's from Chicago and is now moving to Miami for a fresh start, with a guy she met online. Is it real or...