Chapter Twenty Five: Guilty?

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|Ebony POV|

"What the hell is wrong with him?!" Selenia said, rubbing her wrists.

"What he do to you?" I asked. "Like I said, he kissed me! Like, are you fr right nye?! Imma get Chris on him, cuz that's about enough!" She snapped. She was right. Zakee needed to move the fuck on..

➡FEW DAYS LATER⬅

"This was some vacation." I said, packing my bags. "I'm never talking to Zakee again!" Selenia snapped. I shrugged. "Shouldda slapped his ass!" I told her.

"He ain't worth it.."

"Still!"

"I guess."

I sighed. There was a knock at the door.

"Y'all ready?" My dad asked. "Yea. We'll be right there." I said.

"Help me with this!" Selenia yelled from the room. She had all these bags with her. "Why you brought all this?" I giggled. She ignored me. We took our bags, and got on the elevator.

"Hey guys!" A familiar voice said behind us. It was Omari.

"Hey!" Selenia replied. I just stood there, holding my damn bags. Omari looked at me. "Can't speak?" He joked. I cracked a smile. "Hey." I said, looking away. I felt awkward around him..

"Y'all look like y'all leavin." He said. I nodded. "It was fun while it lasted." Selenia said sarcastically. The elevator doors opened. As I was about to leave, Omari grabbed my arm. "I hope I'll see you soon." He glared right at me. "Yea, I guess." I said, and awkwardly walked away.

"Y'all kissed?" Selenia asked, when I reached the van. Zakee and dad were there. "Kissed who?" My dad asked, scrunching up his face.

"Nobody!" I said, quickly. My dad didn't look like he believed me, but whatever.

BACK IN MIAMI

"Imma tell him.." Selenia said.

"Tell who what?" I asked. We had just got home from Orlando.

"Chris...about Zakee.." She answered, fiddling with her fingers. I sighed. "You need to tell him! Zakee was a dickhead for that, and you know it. You don't mess up your family cuz he finds out a while later." I explained.

"You right.." She picked up her phone.

|Selenia POV|

"You callin him?" Ebony asked. I nodded. I waited, as the phone rang on the other end. Chris finally answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey baby..it's me."

"Hey, babe. Wassup?"

"We needa talk..somewhere."

"Alright. Meet me at that Burger King."

"Gotchu."

I hung up. "So?" Ebony asked. "Looks like I'm going to Burger King."

*

When I walked in the restaurant, Chris was already sitting down. He looked scared or something. I walked over to him."Hey!" I gave him a reassuring smile. "Hey." He said, smiling back. I took a seat. There was silence for a while.

"Are we...breaking up?" Chris asked, breaking the silence. I gave him a face.

"Hell no!" I said, I little too loud.

"You pregnant again? Cuz I swear I wrapped it up this time-"

"Nahh, it's none of that." I giggled. Chris looked like weight was lifted off his shoulders. "Praise God!" He said. I laughed.

"But foreal doe...there's something I needa tell you..." I started.

"Wassup?"

"It's about Zakee.."

Chris' face instantly changed.

"What he did?" He growled. I gulped.

"He kissed me."

"WHAT?!"

"Zakee kissed me.." I repeated.

"I bet you kissed him first." Chris mumbled. "Excuse me?!" I raised my voice.
Was he serious right now?

"Did I stutter?" Chris snapped.

"What the hell did I do?!" I snpped back.

"You always flirting with some nigga! I knew you were gonna do this to me!" Chris yelled. Costumers were glaring at us.

"Baby! I would never do that to you!" Tears started falling..

"You know what? Don't talk to me!" He said, getting up to leave. "Wha about Aiden, huh?!" I yelled after him. But he was already gone. He left me there, looking stupid.

"Is everything okay?" An employee asked me. I nodded, and walked out, fuming.

*

I slammed the house door so loud, it woke up Aiden. "Selenia, is everything okay?" My mom asked me, as I stomped up the stairs. I went to Aiden's room, and picked him up. His crying was giving me a headache. I brought him to my room. I turned him, so he could face me.

"Yo daddy mad at me fo no damn reason." I told him. He probably didn't understand me, but oh well. Aiden stopped crying, amd chewed on his finger.

"He hates me right now.." I continued. Aiden started to laugh. "Oh, so you think that's funny?" I gave him a kiss.

"Aguaaagooopapuoo!" He replied.

"I love you." I told him.

*

|Ebony POV|

I decided to call Selenia over, since I had nothing to do. Plus, I wanted to know what Chris said about the Orlando incident.

"Wassup?" Selenia said, giving me a hug. "So what happened?" I asked her, ignoring what she just said. She sighed.

"He blamed me for it!" She answered.

"Are you foreal?!" I gasped. Selenia nodded. "Who the hell does that??" I continued. She shrugged.

"My goodness, are you okay?" I asked.

"Mhmm." She looked like she was about to cry. "I mean, we've been together for a year almost! He wanna blame me for that type of shit! I just can't!" She sobbed. I wrapped my arms around her, giving her a hug. She really needed one.
Zakee gone pay fo this...

"Tell yo brother...nahh it's whatever. Imma get his ass after I get myself together." Selenia said, wiping tears away. I nodded.

The house door slammed shut. Zakee was here. "Wassup, wassup?" He greeted us.

"Fuck off, dick ass." Selenia said. Zakee laughed. "Looks like somebody on their period, am I right?" He joked. I slapped his arm, hard.

"Because of you!" Selenia pointed at him,"you fucked up my life! My boyfriend wanna ignore me because of YOU!"

Zakee looked confused. "Don't be looking like that, cuz yo ass knew exactly what you was doing up in Orlando!" She snapped.

"Oh, that?" Zakee chuckled and shrugged.

I couldn't believe him. "Zakee, you're so damn immature! And I'm younger that you!" I yelled.

"Imma leave...I don't need all this negative energy around me." Selenia said, looking straight at Zakee.

"Fine bitch. Ain't nobody told you to come here anyways.." He said. "Could you stop?!" I yelled at him. "I told her to come here, witcho dumb lookin ass, thinkin you smart!" I continued. He shrugged. "Well, bye!" He snapped on Selenia.

"Fuck you!" She said, sobbing.

When will this drama EVER end?

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