Chapter 44 [Pt. 2]

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Cheyenne POV

I had to blink at least three times to see if it was actually him.

It was.

It's been a full year since I spoke to him.

He magically popped up at my prom.

"Is that Mae'Juan?" Clarke asked. I nodded. I was sweaty and my stomach was tied into knots.

I didn't how I was going to survive tonight without passing out or getting extra drunk.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Dre asked wrapping his arm around my waist. I shook my head and we proceeded into the ballroom. As we were walking, I felt eyes burning a hole into my head. I turned around and my eyes met with Mae's.

I didn't think he expected to me to be here either.

***

I went to find a table with Clarke while Marcus and Dre went to hang with their friends for a moment.

"Ok, so what in the hell is Mae'Juan doing here?" Clarke asked surprised. "Did you invite him Chey?!"

I rolled my eyes. "I haven't spoken to him since we broke last year."

"Then why is he here? We are the only two that knows him in this state. I damn sure can't stand his ass to invite him all the way to Ohio," she said.

I shrugged.

"Is it me or does Isabella look bigger?" I asked Clarke. I noticed her coming in and her stomach just seemed to poke. Clarke laughed, "She might be pregnant for real."

I whipped my head towards her, "You think she really is? Could it be Dre's? Oh my goodness." I began to hyperventilate. Clarke giggled and said, "You're so damn paranoid. Dre would've told you."

As I continued eyeing Isabella, Mae'Juan came up to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. Clarke almost spit out the water in her mouth and my jaw dropped a bit.

"What the hell? I need a drink," I said getting up. "Everything is virgin, the only thing you're getting is a brain freeze," I heard Clarke tell me.

I went up to the bar and asked for a mojito. Since there was an alcohol ban, I made sure to sneak my father's canteen full of vodka. I spiked the drink before I took a sip. The vodka burned my throat but I didn't care.

"Same old fake alcoholic Cheyenne. How you been Chey baby?" I heard that voice ask. I avoided that voice for 12 months but he found me.

I turned around, "What are you doing her Mae?" I asked. He chuckled, "I promised my baby moms I would take her to prom."

"How in the hell did you meet somebody from here if you live in DC?" I asked.

"She came to visit her future college," he answered. I rolled my eyes but I wondered if Isabella was his baby mother.

"So you got Isabella pregnant?" I asked him with a cocked eyebrow.

"Damn babe, you ask a lot of questions. How did you know?" he responded.

"Aye fool, she's all mine. She not your babe," I heard Dre say. Mae'Juan turned around. "This you?" he asked pointing to me. Dre nodded. Mae'Juan just chuckled, "You two have a good night."

I could tell on Andre's face he wanted to deck Mae. I just embraced him.

"You know that dude?" he asked. I nodded.

"How?" he asked.

"Baby, don't worry about that," I looked up at him.

He unraveled my arms. "Damn Chey, secrets."

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