Jazmine POV-
I flushed the big handful of tissue I had down the toilet. I had never felt so humiliated and played in my life.
My sister always does that. Men are constantly attracted to her. Throw themselves at her feet and I finally get one after so long and she can't let me live. She has to come in and steal my thunder as she always does.
And August being a typical male ass hole, forgot everything he ever told me. He told Lauren he loved her.
Not once has he told me that. All I get is the "you're important to me" bullshit he probably tells every girl meets.
Why did I even think he was sincerely into me? Of course he wasn't. He just wanted easily accessible 😸 (cat) available while he was on tour.
Because I'm good enough for Denmark,
Dublin and Stockholm, but Georgia? New York? LA? He needed the stereotypical exotical with Brazilian weave, make up by the tons, a silicon ass, and an Instagram resume.
I had none of that and it made me feel so inadequate. I knew it was too good to be true. I kept putting the thought out my mind, but today it all came out. I got my carry on bag and opened the stall to wash my hands.
It was about two hours before my flight to Orlando left. I didn't want anybody knowing I was leaving. I just wanted to go home and snuggle under my covers. And now I'd need to get a cat since DJ as much as I defend him, was no longer my bestfriend.
I dried my hands and walked to my Gate.
"Oh God." I rolled my eyes as I saw August sitting down with his head in his hands.
I tried to walk away but he saw me and ran after me as I made my way back to the women's washroom. He couldn't come in there and I'd just have to wait until my flight boarded to come out. The price I'll gladly take to not see him.
I slipped into the bathroom too bad they didn't even have locked doors. It was one of those just open kind you just walk in.
"You can't be in here." I looked at him as he followed me in.
"I ain't going nowhere till you talk to me." He leaned against a stall.
"I have nothing to say." My hand started trembling as I lifted it to my face to wipe my tearing eyes.
"Jazz. You didn't let me explain." He tried to come closer to me.
I went in a stall and locked the door.
"Jazz me and Keke was joking."
"Some kind of joke. Listen August the tour is over. Our contract is up and so is this fling or whatever it was. You always talking about you a real nigga, then let's be real about it. You used me and now you want the freedom to date who you really want cause I'm not good enough to be your girl in the states.
Okay the cats out the bag. You can go. You don't owe me nothing else. I got played. I charge it to the game, let's move on."
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"Go get what you really want. Instagram is full of jobless fake models looking for employment as your girl. You look good. They look good. I know deep down that's your relationship goals."
"You are blowing me right now. Where is this coming from? Open the door."
We heard somebody come in. Aug quickly got in the stall next to me. We waited silently for them to leave. They did. Aug stood on top of the toilet staring down at me.
"Jazz you crying for no reason."
"Am I?"
He handed me his phone.
"Why are you giving me your phone?"
"Just press play."
I took it and pressed play. It was a video from the concert where he said it was a joke and told me how much I meant to him on stage. It finished.
"A fan took that video and tagged me in it. She said Aug I'm salty as hell, but if my fave happy, I'm happy."
There was a long silence. My eyes were still running.
"Jazz I love you man. I don't want nothing else and I don't need nothing else. You thinking that this publicity shit gon ruin our relationship and that's not the problem. Trust is. We got to trust each other because if we don't, we ain't gon make it baby. We not gon make it."
"It's hard August. Just in my head something keeps telling me I'm not good enough to be with you. And then I see how disrespectful these other celebrities are with their women and I'm just paranoid I guess. That's why I don't want people to know who I am because of they see me and see I don't measure up to what other celeb girlfriends are, it's just going to reinforce that."
"Have I ever been ashamed of you?"
"No."
"Then why are you ashamed of you? Baby I can't tell you how to work through what you feeling, all I can say is please trust me. Give me a chance to fuck up before you start accusing me of doing so."
"Sorry I jumped to conclusions."
"I forgive you now can we get out this damn washroom."
"Yeah." I giggled and opened the stall. Aug got down we both washed our hands out of habit. Then left out.
"The driver outside."
"I exchanged my ticket so I have to leave tonight and my bags already checked in." I said sorta sad I couldn't change it back.
"Jazz man." August shook his head.
We walked to the gate and sat down.
I put my feet up on the chair and laid my head in his lap. He yawned.
"You can leave baby I know you're tired. You performed and stuff." I tugged at his shirt looking at him.
"I'm good. But we gotta stop this fighting when I got to perform. Because it affects my stress level prior to performing and I'm not trying to get sick again. On top of that, I don't want to be fucking up performances."
"Okay." I got up and pecked his lips. "No fights before a show."
"Before a show?" He chuckled.
"Yeah it's fair game afterward tho."
They called my flight to board. I got my carry on bag and Aug walked me over.
"Aight see you when we get back." He said kissing me.
"Call me as soon as you land."
"I will. Love you baby." I gave him one last kiss.
"Love you too."
I hugged him and I was off to Orlando to catch my connecting flight back to Georgia.