Just don't leave

(Jasmine)

Here I was laying in my room, in the dark. Honestly I was just lost in my thoughts.

I've been pretty distant with everyone and everything since I found out what happened between India and what's her name. I've just decided to fall back and work on myself.

It's been weeks since I spoke to India. I mean yeah she's been blowing up my phone but I just don't feel like talking about what happened.

To be honest I don't know if I'm more hurt that she had sex with someone I hate or that I wasn't her first.

I feel like she deserves someone who truly loves her and I don't think Ms. Dike is that person. I don't trust her at all. But if India was able to have sex with her then maybe it doesn't matter what I think. Maybe it's better for me to stay out of all that.

Suddenly my phone began to go off and for the first time in weeks I answered, without looking at the caller id.

Me: Wassup?

??: THREE FUCKING WEEKS ?! YOU TOOK 3 WEEKS TO FINALLY ANSWER MY FUCKING PHONE CALLS ??!

Me: Man listen, I ain't answer the phone to hear this shit so either you gone lower your fucking voice or ima hang the fuck up.

She took a long pause so I put her on speaker and sat the phone on the bed, laying back down.

India: What do you want me to say Jasmine? I'm sorry ? Is that what you want to hear ?

I pinched the bridge of my nose. She can't be serious right now.

India: HELLO ? I'm talking to you Jasmine.

Me: Ain't no need to be sorry, no need to tell me what I wanna hear. I'm good luv.

India: Then what's the issue ? Why are you ignoring me?

Me: Honestly I just needed some time to myself...

India: And you could've just let me know that instead of fucking ignoring me for a month.

Me: I'm not obligated to do shit.

I said more to myself then to her and I knew it was harsh but fuck it, I'm being honest.

She didn't say anything back so I hung up and decided I'd take a shower. I grabbed my towel and made my way to the bathroom.

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Once I got out I wrapped the towel around my damped body and left the bathroom. While I was made my way to my room I heard light sniffles.

Who the fuck is in my room crying ? I thought to myself.

I opened the door and there she was looking beautiful as ever even while she had tears in her eyes.

I walked over to her and she wrapped her arms tightly around me. I stood there and let her cry until she calmed down a little.

(India POV)

Jasmine: India what's wrong ?

She finally spoke.

I slowly pulled away and she wiped my tears with her thumbs.

Me: I miss you, I miss being around you, I miss the fun we used to have and I know I probably sound like a big ass crybaby but it's the truth.

As I spoke to her she listened while putting her clothes on, not even caring if I saw her naked body.

I did miss Jasmine. Truth be told she's the only person I've ever considered a friend. She's the only person I trust. I care about her so much and I was almost certain she cared about me too, well until now. For the past year we've spent everyday together and then she just stops talking to me for a whole month.

Me: You left me. And you ignored me for weeks. I feel horrible. I feel like I've hurt you and I promise that's the last thing I ever wanted to do. I don't know what to d—-

She cut me off.

Jasmine: Shhhh it's okay. I'm okay India, I promise.

She wiped my tears I didn't even know existed. Even though she said she was okay I could still see the hurt in her eyes.

Me: Tell me how to fix this. I want my poobear back.

I whined. She smiled and playfully rolled her eyes. I laughed and noticed how she watched me with so much lust in her eyes. Momentarily she looked into my eyes and I so desperately wanted to kiss her plump pink lips. I leaned in to kiss her not even realizing what I was doing until she stopped me before our lips touched.

Jasmine: I don't think ya dikefriend would approve of that.

She suddenly got serious.

Me: Jasmine about Kiara...

She cut me off.

Jasmine: Honestly I don't gaf about her so please don't say her name in my fucking house... You know what, I think you should leave.

Before I could say anything my phone rang. It was on Jasmine's bed and Kiara's name flashed across the screen.

Jasmine: Yeah I definitely think you should leave.

She began gathering all my stuff.

Me: So what, we can't be friends if I'm friends with Kiara ?

Jasmine: See that's the point India, I don't wanna be fucking friends.

She gently pushed me out of her room and closed the door in my face before locking it.

I didn't even bother trying to get her to explain what the fuck that meant. I don't play guessing games so it's either she tell me what the fuck is up or I'm just going to fall back from her all together.

But I have this gut feeling I'm not going to be able to fall back for her.

(Jasmine POV)

I don't know who the fuck she think she is coming in my shit UNINVITED talking 'bout the next. Even though she not mine I'll be damned if I'm gone ever let that slide. She got me fucked up.

Crazy part about all this is, even after all that I still can't get her off my mind.

After pushing my pride aside I decided that maybe I overreacted so I needed to let her know that I'm sorry. I really just want to know that she's safe. Because honestly I don't even wanna argue with her, I just wish she knew how I felt.

I walked over to my door and yanked it opened coming face to face with India.

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Mistakes I know, I'm sorrryyy 😩

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