Chapter 8
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Zyaria's POV
I woke up to an empty bed.
I stretched slowly then headed to the shower.
I've decided that today that I'm going back home.
I need to think some things through and get everything settled with Zayden.
I want to know why he cheated on me and why he couldn't just tell me.
I don't think we were ever meant to be anything but best friends.
I don't know what ever made him think I wouldn't still be a friend to him because of his sexuality.
We'll just have to talk about it.
After my shower I slipped on my clothes and headed downstairs.
JaMarion was walking around the TV room on the phone in grey sweats and no shirt. His dreads were braided to the back.
You could see his praying hands tattoo that went across his chest with a cross behind it. Then he had a bible verse on his left arm.
He looks like chocolate goodness.
I gasped when I realized what I was thinking and hurried past him to the kitchen to find my addiction.
I searched every cabinet high and low and they were nowhere to be find.
I just wanted to cry.
How could he do this to me?
I walked back into the TV room and walked up to JaMarion. He stopped walking back and forth and looked at me.
I had a pout on my face I'm sure.
He tilted his head to the side as if asking me what was wrong.
I pointed to the kitchen.
Confusion was written all over his face before it hit him then his eyes grew wide.
I gasped.
"YOU BETTER HAVE NOT!!" I yelled.
He looked scared and gulped.
"Greg Imma call you back man."
As soon as he hung up I pounced on him.
He fell back and hit the floor with a oomph.
"Dammit Zy get off me."
I looked at him with my deadly eyes.
"Did you?"
He gulped.
"Yes."
I leaned back and put my hand over my heart that had just shattered.
Tears came to my eyes.
"Why JaMarion? Why? Why would you eat my Oreo's?"
He pulled me up and carried me upstairs to his room.
I refused to look at him he was an evil human being.
I should shoot him.
He opened his closet and pulled something blue from the top shelf.
It couldn't be.
"First off crybaby I would never eat your food and not buy you any more. Second if you cry over food again imma send you to them people. Third if you jump me like that again imma beat yo lil short ass."
I wasn't even listening to the fool I was focused on what was on the pack of Oreo's.
DOUBLE STUFFED.
"Zy do you hear me?"
I nodded eagerly and reached for the Oreo's.
He snatched them back and I folded my arms and pouted.
"Fix ya face Zy or Imma keep them."
I put on a fake smile and reached for them again.
He handed them over finally and I ran away.
I locked myself in his office and propped my legs up on his desk.
I bit into the first Oreo and sighed.
I could get use to this.
Uncle Hakeem's POV
A short pretty nurse came in my room to give me my medicine.
I flirted with her just a little and she was red as a tomato leaving my room.
Yeah this old man still has it.
Soon my visitor entered my room.
"Still flirting with the help I see."
"I don't know what you mean." I chuckled.
"So you weren't the older man in room 403 that had the nurse outside flustered and discussing you with her friends."
"It may have been my twin he always had a way with ladies."
"Hakeem you are still a liar."
"Haven't I always been brother."
"Of course but to the main discussion. Tell me about my daughter with this baby daddy of hers and my grandchildren."
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