College sweethearts Raegan and Jiles ended on rocky terms but when Jiles is traded to the Boston Celtics, the same city Raegan has just moved to to escape her old life, will they meet again and rekindle what they once had or will they let go of each...
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Raegan's POV: I looked around at my half empty apartment. I couldn't wait for my furniture to arrive but I didn't even care, this was my first place and I got it with my own money. It had been my dream to move to Boston for as long as I could remember. This was where my mom was from. She was born and raised here and had me here. Every time my grandma brought me to visit I felt closer to her. I walked to my room, sitting on the mattress I had on the floor. Most of my furniture was arriving in the morning so I'd be ok for a night. I wanted to call someone, anyone but I realized I didn't have anyone. Well, I had my grandma but she was asleep. My mind automatically went to Jiles. He was who I shared everything with but he went Hollywood on me. It'd only been a year since we broke up but I was still hurt by everything that went down. Still the hurt was often overpowered by the longing I felt to just have someone. I never had solid friends. Jiles was the first person to really be there for me. As badly as he hurt me I missed the bond we once had. I got up, placing some sheets and a comforter on the mattress so I wouldn't be cold through the night. In the morning I'd call my grandma and talk to her about my excitement. For now I just needed to go to bed before I did something I'd regret. ************************************************* Jiles' POV: I rolled over in bed coming face to face with some random I met at a party. Or maybe it was the club. I didn't really remember how I met her, I just knew she was fine. She had to leave though. I didn't like girls staying the night. They got too attached.
"Jiles! Who the fuck is this bitch!" I heard from the doorway. That was also a reason I didn't like girls staying the night cuz she always came over early as fuck. Natasha stormed over to the bed pulling the covers off of us. "You have 10 seconds to get out my niggas house before I beat ass," she said intimidating the girl. She frantically grabbed her belongings and rushed out. I just watched in amusement. "Why do you do dumb shit like that!" Natasha turned to me and suddenly I wasn't amused.
"Calm the fuck down. You always come in here doing too much, ion know why I gave you that damn key in the first place," I mugged her as I walked to my bathroom. When I finished peeing and brushing my teeth she was still in my room. I rolled my eyes but sat next to her on the bed deciding I'd be nice.
"What's wrong?" I asked, even though I had a strong feeling I already knew.
"Aside from it being a bad look for our relationship, you just-" she paused, fidgeting with her fingers. "You're just confusing. I think we get to a good place then you bring in some random female,"
"We are in a good place," I said resting my hand on top of hers. "At a good place in our business relationship. You know that's all this is," I finished giving her a faint smile. She looked up at me, a few tears falling as usual.
"You mean more to me than a business partner," she sniffled.
"Trust me, I feel the same. But I'm not mentally ready for a real relationship. You're a great person but I don't wanna give you false hope or lead you on," I explained. This whole "relationship" was a stunt put on by both our managers. Natasha was cool people for sure but I could never actually date her.
"Yeah whatever Jiles. You say one thing then do another,"
"Like what?" I sucked my teeth.
"Nigga like fucking me then saying we can't be together and you don't wanna give me false hope!" I tried holding my laugh in for the sake of her feelings but it was hard. "Am I a fucking joke to you?" She stood up and I straightened my face out real quick cuz I knew she'd slap me. She's done it before. I shook my head no quickly and said, "of course not. I'd never take you for a joke," her face softened up after I said that. She complained some more before finally leaving.
Natasha deserved better than me; she just didn't know it yet. The only person I'd ever done right by I messed shit up in the end and I still didn't think she'd forgiven me. All I knew was Raegan was the only girl that ever truly had my heart. And the girls I messed with weren't her; they'd never get as close to me as she was. She was the best thing that ever happened to me and I let her go. I regretted that decision every day since.
