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𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖
You can call me a bitch, a cunt, selfish, an asshole, but I was not staying the night at Matteo's house.
Jr is a handsome, nice young kid and I understand that he had to witness his parents arguing (this probably isn't even his first time), but I'm not his mother. Neither am I obligated to stay just because he wants me to.
Maybe I would have considered staying if his father wasn't a cocky asshole who was trying to get me to marry him, but he is. Plus, I don't want Matteo to get any ideas while I'm there, and I definitely don't want him thinking we're cool. I gave that contract back because I don't want anything to do with him, I won't allow his cute son to stray me away from my original idea.
The windy cold air immediately hit my face as I got off of the bus. It would be a perfect day to lay in my bed in some fuzzy warm socks and watch Netflix, but I needed to come see Cj. From what I heard, he's taking most of the blow for everything and I needed to know if it's true.
Cj has always been a selfless person, but right now isn't a good time to be that. If the prosecutors are able they're going to keep throwing charges on him and Cj didn't need that at the moment. He had a baby on the way and g-ma was sick.
The guard checked me to see if I have anything on me before I was able to walk in. I took a seat at one of the booths and waited for Cj to walk in. My legs were shaking and my hands were shaking. I hope he doesn't think I ratted on him because that's the last thing I'll ever do to him.
I waited for another minute or so when he finally walked in. The pulled out the seat for him and I immediately picked up the phone. He looked drained, as if though he hasn't slept in ages. His lip was busted and he had a bruise on the top of his eyebrows.
"Cj, what happened to your face?" I asked him.
"I got in a fight with some guy who thought he could just run over me. How are you though?" He said smiling, but that smile didn't reach his eyes.
