•{JADA}•

couldn't deal with Elijah's lifestyle anymore. When we entered that party, they all stared. I even heard a few rude remarks about my skin. I knew that it wouldn't last, so I got on a plane and went home.

As I sat on the plane, my phone buzzed from a group chat. Kadence and Zara texted their thumbs off when they heard the news. (They had met up when I invited them over.)

Elijah just couldn't keep his mouth shut.

𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄?

~Kadence

𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐊!!!!!!

~Zara

I rolled my eyes and hid their alerts.

It was my first night back home and my girls were still bugging the shit out of me. My phone rang for the fifth time today. I flipped around on the couch, screaming into my pillow.

"Hello." I quickly grabbed the phone and was surprised at who answered back. "Jada, Why did you leave Bali?" He cooed. I rubbed my arm, biting my lip.

"Elijah, I can't." I heard him sigh. "Baby I don't care what everyone thinks about you. This is my work." My eyes watered knowing I've probably done something stupid.

"Jada, ."

I shook my head in disapproval. "Baby, I can't. I mean I'm still young. Am I really ready to settle down now? Plus when everyone looks at me, they want you to be with a rich women. Not a un financially stable black women," I cried.

"Jada, baby....I know you think I care but I don't. This is what I want. You're all I have."

"Elijah, you have your daughter..." I pause and sniffle. "Maybe who knows your ex wife will come around and want to marry you again."

"I-I lo-" I stopped him before he could even use those three words. "Bye Elijah. I'm sorry." I ended the call, sobbing into my sweater.

"Oh shit," i wailed, falling into my couch.

hours of crying, I caught a cab to a local bar. I sat and downed 10 shots. I cheered and cried drowning my sorrows. My phone rang again and it was Elijah. I rolled my eyes and ended it. "Yeah," I yelled, before walking onto the dance floor. My phone rang under my boob, making me giggle. I quickly grab it, walking into the girls bathroom.

"Hello," I blurted.

"Jada, Why did you end the call?"

"I'm out partying. Something you said you stopped enjoying." He growls into the phone, showing his anger. His husky voice made me so wet. I couldn't help but think about him ramming into me all night long.

Because I felt a little naughty, I decided to tease him. "Elijah, I want you so bad," i whimpered.

"Jada, are you drunk?," he asked. "Yes, baby," I giggled.

He chuckled. I could hear the song, dig a little deeper, in the back. I smiled, knowing it was Miya.

"Baby, I regret what I said. I want you so bad." He sighed, shuffling through things.

"Baby, what are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm gonna pack and leave Bali." My eyes widen as I steady myself.

"I'm coming home to you, Jada." I smile from ear to ear. "Baby?" I questioned. I hear him say Mmm.

"I'm so horny. I miss your dick so bad," i whimpered.

"Jada," he chuckles. My hands roam my body, pretending it's his. "Jada, I promise when I see you again. I'll happily fuck the shit out of you," he roughly whispered into the phone. I bit my lip and cursed under my breath. "I wish you were here and I could have you all to myself," I whispered, after hearing women walk in.

"Jada, I can't talk now because I'm taking care of Miya. But I mean every word, I said."

"Oh I forgot to say I love you," he says, ending the call. I froze in the stall.

That's the first time he has ever said that to me. No one has even said that to me. I quickly walked out of the club, catching a cab. I walked into my apartment, tripping on my shoes. I fell forward and passed out on the ground.

Everything went dark and I had no one. I was completely.....