Chapter Fifty-Four

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I hope y'all reread chapters 10-12 to refresh y'all memory about the beach.

Get ready for corny Jaymerie

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Amerie

After getting myself ready for the day I grab a banana and make my way out the penthouse. I get to the elevator and press the button to Jay's garage. Getting in I start peeling the banana and take a bite as the elevator doors open.

Walking out the elevator I think about car I wanna steal from Jay this time since the Camry was probably towed. I glance around trying to focus on the cars he had. I take a step forward and feel arms go around me. A hand covered my mouth and I tried to swing but they were strong and had a grip on my arms.

Something was put across my eyes blocking my vision and I was picked up. My hands were free so I started swinging but it didn't slow them down.

What the fuck.

I hear a car door open and my body is tossed into a seat and something went around my hands.

This is not what I had in mind for today. The bitch could've let me finish my fuckin banana I was hungry.

Someone gets in the driver seat and starts the car. The pull off roughly and making my body jerk back.

"What kinda shit is this?" I say sucking my teeth. I was mad as hell I couldn't see anything. "Bitch take this fucking blind fold off of me!" I pull at whatever was restraining my hands and get even madder when they won't budge.

Whoever was driving was driving hella reckless. My body was being thrown back and forth and I was ready to snap until stopped and took in what was around me and take a deep breath.

"See that's your fucking problem you play too goddamn much!" I yell. "Jayden no-middle-name Billingsley take this shit off of me right fuckin now."

He starts laughing which irritates me even more.

"That shits not funny." I say as he continues to laugh. I feel the car slow down and as he pulls over. He laughs as he takes off the blind fold. I glare at him and watch as he undoes the the knots around my wrist. As soon as he takes them off a swing on him grabbing a hand full of his curls in my hand.

"Stop playing all the time!" I say pulling his head into my lap.

"Ouch! That shit fuckin hurts chill out!"

"Nope! Say you're sorry."

"Amerie chill ou-OW WHAT THE FUCK?!" he yells after I pull on his hair harder.

"Say you're sorry before I rip this shit from your scalp."

"Amerie-"

"Say sorry!"

"Aight I'm sorry! Damn!"

I let his hair go and push his head away from me and fold my arms across my chest.

"You ain't have to do allat." He says looking at his hair in the mirror.

"You didn't have to have to what you did. Take me home, now."

"Nope."

"Why the fuck not?"

"We're going on a date."

"A date? Do I look date ready?" He looks at me up and down.

"Yeah."

"Jay." I say giving him a blank stare and he ignores me and starts driving. "Jay!" I whine.

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