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"Symere, where are you?"
Jordan
I grew irritated as I heard continuous knocking on my front door. "I thought I told that bitch not to come back." I thought to myself as I got out of bed. I made my way downstairs and went up to the front door.
"I thought I told your dumbass to stay away from here Symere!" I shouted. What could he possibly want from me?
"This isn't Symere. It's Sheyaa." Sheyaa responded. I groaned.
"Oh it's you, what do you want?"
"I was looking for Sy." He started. "But I guess he isn't here. I'm assuming you kicked him out?" He asked, referring to the remark I made earlier.
"He was gonna leave anyways." I shrugged. "Why are you asking me about him anyways he's not my problem anymore."
"He was never the problem to begin with!" Sheyaa spat from the other side of the door. "It's all your fault!" I let out a sigh. Would I ever catch a break?
"You believe that bitch?" I questioned. "He was the one causing all the problems." I never really liked Sheyaa. I felt as if he was too involved with me and Symere's relationship. It wasn't affecting him so why was he so concerned?
"Open the fucking door and say it again!" I shook my head. Why does everyone wanna try me? "I dare you!"
"I don't have time for these games today, get away from my door!"
"I'm not leaving until you tell me where Sy went!" Sheyaa yelled. I was fed up with this. Why can't he just go away?
"I don't know where that bitch went now stop asking me about him!"
"Next time you call him out his name I'll break this door down and whoop your ass!" Sheyaa threatened. Who does he think he's scaring? Because it definitely isn't me.
"Just get away from my door! If you want to see him then go look for him!" It may be mean to say but I honestly don't care about what happened to Symere. The only thing that matters is that he's out of my life.
"Why do you think I came over here? I am looking for him!"
"Look, I don't care about what you're doing I just want you to go away! Go look for that bi- Symere somewhere else!" I screamed, making sure to catch myself mid sentence. The last thing I needed right now was more problems.
"I just want to find him!"
"Well you're not gonna find him here!" I marched up the stairs and left him. Why does he care about Symere so much? He's nothing special.
Sheyaa
"Jordan! Jordan!" I called. But there was nothing but dead silence. I guess he had decided to ignore me. I walked away from his door and attempted to contact Symere. The phone rang for a while before I was sent to voicemail. I called him again and waited for a while, luckily he picked up. I sighed in relief.
"Hey Sheyaa." Symere spoke softly.
"Hey, where did you go? I've been looking for you everywhere."
"I just decided to stay at a hotel."
"But why? You know I would've let you stay with me Sy."
"I don't want to keep asking you for things, you've already done a lot for me." Symere began. "I'd feel bad if I kept asking you for things."
"Well don't, I already told you that I don't mind helping you." I reminded him as I walked over to my car. "You don't have to stay at a hotel, you could live with me." I offered.
"Are you sure you want me to do that? You don't have to let me stay with you." I replied with no hesitation.
"I'm sure, I don't want you to live like that. I'd feel bad." I admitted. "So will you stay with me?" I really hope he accepts my offer. I want the best for him. There was a pause before he gave a response.
"Yeah." I smiled to myself. I'm glad that he didn't turn down my help.
"Just tell me the address and I'll pick you up." I honestly hope that Symere will completely go back to his old self someday. It's hard to see him like this. I just want him to be happy.
