Breaking the Barrier

Chapter Twelve

Hey my babiesss, okay so I think ima write in third person sometimes just to give the story a push and speed it up and also it's kinda easier to write certain things in third person soooooo enjoy!

not sure when I'll start third person just wanted to let y'all know a head of time 🙂

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Jayden

After my long drive I finally make it back to the hotel. I stepped out to grab some food and some clothes for both me and Amerie. As I walk through the hallway to the room I couldn't help but think about Amerie and how she was taring this floor up earlier. Shawty had what she likes to say 'one good leg' but that wasn't stopping her from cuttin these floors up. I did feel a little bad because she really liked that seashell but this shit with the gang got me stressin.

I turn the key to the room door and here the shower running. I place the keys on the dresser along with the bag of food. I sit in the chair and take my shoes off. The water turns off and I walk towards the bathroom door and knock.

"What now?" she says from the other side. I wasn't too fond of her attitude but I also didn't have the energy to argue with her.

"I got you some clothes."

"Oh. Thanks." she says.

"I also, got you some food... incase you were hungry."

"Thanks."

I walk away from the door and sit back in the chair and turn on the tv. After a few minutes Amerie comes out the bathroom in an over sized robe and a towl wrapped around her head. The tension was so unnecessarily thick it made me shift uncomfortably in my seat. She grabbed the bag of clothes and headed back into the bathroom slamming the door behind her.

Her attitude was the fucking worse.

She came back out the bathroom in the pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt both looking too big for her despite the fact that they were smalls. She walks over to the closet and takes her wet clothes out the washer and places them into the dryer slamming the lid closed. I walk over to the dresser and get my food and sit back down in the chair. I got us both wings and fries since the chicken spot was the only place opened around here.

I look at the tv as I eat my fries. I can see Amerie from the corner of my eyes she glances at me and rolls her eyes snatching the food off the dresser and plopping on the bed. It was taking everything in me not to snatch her lil ass up in this room cause she was showin the hell out.

She sucks her teeth and gets up from the bed making her way towards the mini fridge that happened to be next to me. She walks in front of me blocking the view of the tv with the towel wrapped around her head. She grabs a bottle of water and when she sees me looking at her she rolls her eyes and hurries back to the other side of the room. The only sound in the room is me smacking and the tv.

"Could you chew any louder?" I smack louder suckin my teeth trying to get a piece of chicken from between my them. "Un-fuckin-believable."

"Got something you wanna get off ya chest shawty?"

"You're a bitch and I can't wait to get away from you."

"Ahhah." I laugh. "You showin out."

"Yeah okay." She says yet again rolling her eyes.

"Your attitude fuckin sucks."

"I'm sure it does. It comes from you after all."

"Aight, keep talkin, when I come over there and choke the fuck outchu you gon know somethin."