Untitled : A Blueface Story

Chapter Sixteen

2 YEARS LATER
Krystal's POV

     "Krystal, dinner's ready," Noelle announced, peaking her head into my room. I looked up from my computer at her and nodded my head, and with that, she went back downstairs.

It was currently May and my third year of college was slowly coming to an end. It's been one hell of a ride, but life has slowly reverted back to being normal- or as normal as it could ever get.

My parents divorced last year, my mom found out my dad was having an affair with one of the desk ladies at Def Jams. She kicked him out and he decided to move to LA since he was always there anyways. Their divorce affected my sister and I tremendously, we were always used to having both parents in the same house. I went almost a year not talking to my sister for what she did regarding Devonte, but after our parents divorcing and our mother forcing us to sit down in her office to talk out everything, we realized talking wasn't going to do shit.

Me and Noelle ended up fighting and damn near destroying the whole office. It took my mom, our aunt, and her sons to pull me off of her, but ever since then, we've been closer than ever.

I forgave her and decided to let the past be the past. As for Shaylamonte, I forgave her after our freshman year when she called me crying one night. She found out she was pregnant and had no one else to really talk to, and I knew if the roles were reversed she'd be there for me. She decided not to keep the baby, which I told her I supported whatever decision she made, me and my mom helped her pay for the abortion.

I picked up my phone and got on instagram, immediately seeing a picture of Devonte and his daughter on my feed. I smiled and liked the picture, leaving a cute little comment for them.

I cut all ties off with Devonte, and I let him know there was no hard feelings. If I forgave my sister, I had to forgive him too. I felt like I forgave the whole world.

Devonte and Emily aren't a thing, but they coparent, and she actually has a stable job at a cafe now that she was a mother. Even though I had absolutely no feelings for Devonte, I was so proud of how he handled everything. He's an amazing father and has been the best ex ever, he finally let go of us and realized that train had left the station for good.

I was single, focused on my schoolwork and my little eyelash business I started. I moved off campus into an apartment by myself so I didn't have any distractions. I loved living with Shay, and I damn near still do since she's always over, but I'm 20 years old now. It's time for me to focus on me, myself, and I.

As I kept scrolling, I coincidentally came up on a post of Jonathan in Costa Rica. I examined the post for awhile before deciding to like it and lock my phone.

Jonathan and I decided to cool things off. For one, I had way too much shit going on to be focused on anyone other than myself at the time, and for two, he was so career driven it made me feel like I wasn't doing shit for myself. We were still on good terms, being "friends" and all. When he comes down to Atlanta, or when I go to LA to visit my father, we always pay each other a visit and release all of our pent up stress. I appreciated what we had going. I wasn't tied to anyone, he could do as he pleased, and we both were able to still enjoy getting tangled up in each other with no strings attached.
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     After dinner at my mother's, I made my way back to my apartment. I had finished my homework, I had no clients, so I decided to binge watch Netflix in bed with some popcorn.

I walked over to the microwave to put the popcorn in it and sat down on the stool at the island. I brought my rolling tray in front of me and started to roll up a blunt while the popcorn was popping. I was never a big smoker, but after attending one studio session with Jonathan, I discovered that I was in love with this substance and the way it made me feel, a year later and now I don't remember going a day without smoking.

Once the popcorn was popped and poured into a bowl and the blunt was rolled, I was laying in my bed watching You on Netflix.

My phone vibrated, indicating that I had a text message. I rolled my eyes and exhaled the smoke, unlocking my phone to see who decided to disturb my peace on this lovely Sunday night.

I furrowed my eyebrows to see I had a text from Jonathan that read "open up" and I let out the biggest sigh ever. I paused the show even though I was barely paying attention to it and got up to unlock the door to my apartment. Like I said, whenever one of us was in town, we'd tend to pay each other a visit, but I was a little thrown off because I swear this nigga was supposed to be out the country.

I opened the door up to Jonathan's tall frame. There he stood with a sack from WingStop and a bouquet of fresh, red roses. I stepped to the side as he smiled walking inside my place.

"What a lovely surprise," I smiled, closing and locking the front door and turning my attention back to him. I finally took in his appearance and subconsciously licked my lips. He had on a pair of black Palm Angels shorts with a white shirt, pairing it off with a pair of black Nike slides.

"I seen you like my pic so I was like lemme go see this girl while I'm here," He said, setting the food down on the counter.

"Huh, these for you, mamas," He smiled, handing me the flowers.

"You're just the sweetest aren't you?" I teased, walking to the cabinet to get out a vase to put water in for my flowers.

"Only for you," He replied, looking me up and down before licking his lips. He pulled me into a hug and grabbed my ass before kissing the top of my head.

"What was you doin?" He asked, walking into the room seeing the popcorn and Netflix on my television.

"Binging," I shrugged and got back in my bed. Jonathan took off his slides and joined me, taking some popcorn before stuffing his mouth.

"What we watchin?" He asked with a full mouth as I laughed at him.

"That show called You," I smiled, lighting my unfinished blunt back up. I unpaused the show and just as we began to watch it, I found myself in his arms with my head on his chest.
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***IMPORTANT A/N***
👉🏽🥺👈🏽 i hope y'all don't hate me

i know i said that i was done with this book, and at the time i meant it, but i actually missed writing so here we are... again 😁

i had a lot going on personally so i took a break, but now with this virus shit going on i have nothing to do soooo i'm back to wattpad.. i really missed y'all :(

this was just a filler chapter to catch y'all up on what's been going on in Krystal's life. sis is a brand new woman now lol.

i know it's going to take awhile for this book to start popping again and honestly, it's okay. i know we'll be back to active followers eventually.

ANYWAYSSSSS ID LOVE IF YOU GUYS COULD...
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