Chapter Fifty-Six

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Chileeeeeeeee the TEAAAAAA! Jay met who? Her what? Bitch stop playin 😭

RIP KOBE 🙏🏾🥺💔

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Amerie

I felt like I was about to have an anxiety attack. So much was running through my mind at the moment and I try to find something to focus on.

I chose to focus on the food and not say anything. My whole vibe changed and I know he felt it cause his did the same.

Noticing that the shrimp were in the shape of a C I turned the burner off and moved the skillet off the stove. I check on the potatoes then flip the steaks over.

The potatoes were soft and I turn the burner off and carry the pot to the sink.

I can feel Jay's eyes on me and I refuse to look at him. Draining the water from the pot I sprinkle pepper, salt, and parsley into the pot and add a few scoops of butter.

Walking to the fridge I grab the milk and pour some in the pot and use the spoon to mash and mix the potatoes.

I add some more milk, butter, and pepper to the pot and continue mixing until there were no more lumps of potatoes and everything was evenly mixed in.

I still feel his gaze on me and the more he watched my movements the more I wanted to just break down and cry.

Walking back to the stove a cut a small piece of the steak and see that it's well done and move it off the burner.

Opening the cabinet I reach up and grab two plates.

"Fuck!" I yell as one slides out my hand and hits the floor breaking into pieces, and that right there was my breaking point.

That's when all the tears I was fighting back overpowered me. Burying my face in my hands I try to control my tears.

God must of been working cause Jay didn't move, he didn't try to console me and I didn't want him to. Him trying to comfort me would do nothing but piss me off right now.

I turn around and lock eyes with him for a brief second before walking past him.

"Where you goin?"

"I'll be back." I say wiping the streaks going down my face.

"Amerie-"

"I promise." I say softly.

"Come on jus-"

"Jayden.. I love you." I sniffle. "Please don't say it back." I shake my head.

So much confusion was on his face he didn't know what was going on and I didn't wanna explain it.

"I'm okay. I promise." I say grabbing his keys and hurrying out the door.

Jayden (it's Been a while since we been in daddy's POV Yall say hi to daddyyyv😍)

I can't even begin to process what just happened.

Why or how did I let her just walk out the house without trynna stop her?

She said she's okay but do I trust that? The last time she told me she was fine she tried to take her own life.

What if this was one of them situations and I let her walk out the door? I'd never fuckin forgive myself.

Losing that one would be losing myself and I'm not goin for none of that.

I wait around for about fifteen minutes for her to come back but she doesn't. I can't even call her cause she left her phone on the counter.

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