Amaya's P.o.v.
I walked in and walked down the hall that leads to Anthony's bedroom. Halfway down the hallway I heard moaning.
I busted in Anthony's room and seen him with my BESTFRIEND!! niggah I'm heated
Me: wtf is this niggah, so you messing around on me BHETT AND WITH MY BESTFRIEND *runs up punches her in her face now she K.O.
Anthony: I'm sorry
Me: sorry my ass niggah you wasn't sorry when you was caked up in bed with her niggah now was you
Anthony: *wraps blanket around him* I wasn't thinking
Me: nah there's no excuses or apologies now handle that bitch she could be out for a while hope your happy with yourself *slaps him and walks out*
*grabs phone and calls Jordan crying*
Jordan: Hello?
Me: h-hello J-jordan can you pick me up?
Jordan: yeah Ma, what happens
Me: I walked in on Anthony and my bestfriend Nicole...
Jordan: Damn, Amaya then he didn't deserve a beautiful girl like you obviously you gonna find somebody that's worth your time.
Me: thanks *sniffle*
Jordan: No problem Ma anytime I'm here for ya! I'll be there in 10
Me: alright *hangs up*
10 mins later Jordan pulls up in his dark blue Benz.
Right when I got in the car I just busted into non-stop tears I couldn't help but cry. Jordan wrapped his arms around me and held me tight.
Me: I can't believe it and with my bestfriend LIKE WTF TYPE SHIT IS THAT IT HURTS SO BAD I CANT DEAL WITH THIS *LAYS MY HEAD ON HIS SHOLDER*
Jordan: it'll be ight ma trust me she obviously ain't yo friend if she messing around with yo boyfriend
*to be continued*
YEAH I KNOW THIS CHAPTER SHORT ILL DO BETTER NEXT TIME, I HOPED YOU LIKED IT SO FAR, MORE DRAMA IS COMING SOON
