Chapter 10.

Jazmine's POV

A few weeks later…

Cairo has been back for a week, things are pretty well I guess. He's kind of secretive about his phone and I don't like that. But I'm going to play it cool for now. We're laying down in my bed at the moment, cuddling. We don't get to do this much, it feels nice. Though it doesn't last long when Cairo gets up.

"I'm going to the bathroom real quick."

"Ok." I sit up and check my phone that was on the night stand. There's a few messages from my friends and one from Huey replying from earlier.

Huey- Hey

Me- Finally. Your text back game is weak lol.

Huey- Cus' I don't like texting.

Me- But you text me…

Huey- Yea but I mean I'd rather talk in person. Wyd today?

Me- Cairo here but we don't have plans. So idk.

Huey- oh

That was vague as hell. Oh? What does he mean by oh? I go to text back when a voice startles me.

"You're still texting that nigga?!" I jump out of bed to face Cairo. When did he come back in? More importantly why was he standing behind me? All in my phone for what?

"What the hell Cairo? You scared me!"

"No. What the fuck Jazmine! Why are you still texting him? After I told you not to."

"He's just a friend Cairo relax." I look off to the side, he is not going to make me feel guilty. When he wasn't here the past two weeks Huey was. We've hung out a few times and he listens to me and doesn't judge. Even when I complain about my relationship problems and I know he most likely doesn't want to hear it, he let's me rant. He takes my mind off it. So no I am going to cut him off. He is a good friend. And it's funny how Cairo didn't trust me when he was so discreet about where he was going, his phone, etc.

"I don't give a fuck. Why can't you just do what I say?"

I scoff, "Am I a child? Are you my father? No so don't try to tell me what to do." I wave him off but he snatches my phone out of my hand.

"Give me my phone back!" I try to get it from him but he turns his back and reads my text messages.

"Oh so you've been texting him for a minute. And y'all be meeting up with each other, cool." Cairo says angrily. I finally manage to get my phone back.

"Ok and nothing happened. So your point?"

" My point is my girl is texting another nigga who I specifically told her not to!"

"Whatever, Cairo. Don't act like you're so innocent. Placing your phone down. Not telling me where you're going. Those girls under your comments."

"That's not the same."

"Not to mention your phone has been buzzing since you been here. Sitting here trying to play the victim. Fuck out of my face with that." I start to walk away from him but he takes hold of my wrist. Strongly. I try to get out of it but he grips it's harder to the point where it's starting to hurt.

"Let go. Now!" Once again I squirm but to no avail. He tightens his hold and it's now painful. Cairo's look on his face is menacing.

"Ouch! Stop it Cairo. You're hurting me!" Tears start to build in my eyes. Cairo's eyes turn back normal and he finally let's go. I let out a breath of relief holding on to my wounded wrist.

"I'm sorry Jazmine for doing that. But you pushed me."

"T-that really hurt me." I can barely speak right now.

"It was a mistake. It won't happen again I promise."

"Ok." My voice is quiet, my throat hurts. I can't find the right words. I'm so shaken up right now, he scared me.

"I'm going to go now but I'll see you later. Ok?" I nod still holding my wrist. He kisses my cheek before walking out of my house. When I hear the door close, I feel relieved.

Before I even know it a tear strolls down my cheek. Why would he do that to me? It wasn't justified at all. I didn't deserve it. It wasn't necessary. All these thoughts flooded my mind about the man I was with. I was scared. But one thing I could be sure about is that he wouldn't do it again. 'Right?' That's what he said. I should believe him. We both were in the wrong. I shouldn't have said those things to get him mad. Couples fight. Things happen in relationships. We would be alright this was normal. He wouldn't hurt me on purpose he loves me, I remind myself. He was just angry. We were both angry. It happens.

Huey's POV

I couldn't take it anymore. I had to tell Jazmine I couldn't keep it in anymore. I wasn't a saint but withholding the truth from her made me just as bad as Cairo. Every time I was out with her, every time she talked about him it reminded me of my lack of honesty. I felt guilty, I am guilty. Enough is enough. She needs to know today.

I haven't texted her since yesterday. When she told me Cairo was there it pissed me off. He acts like what he's doing is normal. Like everything is ok It's not. I was going to make that clear in a few moments. It was a Saturday she was home, I figured it's best to do this in person. I got in my car and drove to her house not caring if Cairo was there or not. I arrived shortly and sent her a text.

Me- I'm outside can you buzz me up?

After a minute she sends me a 'Sure' in response. I park my car and take the elevator to her floor. Thinking about how to go about this the right way, being straightforward seemed like the best option. Not that I was one to bullshit or stall.

I knock on the door, a few seconds later the door opens revealing a worn out Jazmine? Tear stains? Or maybe not. She looks tired, it was probably because of work and school. Or one of those bummy days females had I don't know. I don't care either, she still looks pretty. Even with bags under her eyes, messy hair, and baggy sweatpants. That's what I preferred, not all the flashy shit and make up most women carried on with. Because what did looks and appearance matter when their head was full of air? Anyways Jazmine beckons me to come in.

"Hey" I walk in.

"Hey, I wasn't expecting anybody sorry about the mess."

"It's cool. I won't be staying long. What I have to tell you is short." I struggle to meet her eyes.

"What do you have to tell me?" I go to speak but Jazmine interrupts me.

"Are you in trouble?"

"No."

"Is someone you know in trouble?"

"No."

"Did someone die?"

"No Jazmine." I pinch the bridge of my nose. 'Damn, can she stop trying to play the guessing game?'

"Then what is it? You look more serious than usual." She's right because this was important.

I sigh, "Look Jazmine I'm not one to beat around the bush so I'm going to get straight to it..." I pause when I see the worried look in her face. This was harder than I thought. However, I find the words to say again.

"Cairo's cheating on you." I wait for her reaction. Jazmine just stands there silent, in shock?

I continue when she doesn't respond," Or he only cheated on you once. I can't be certain how many times but I caught him making out with some girl at my club a few weeks ago." She's still silent.

"Say something." I'm getting nervous, this is weird. Jazmine sits down on the couch rubbing her legs.

"You're lying." She finally speaks up. 'Really?' I mean at least it's something.

I scowl, "You really think I would lie about something like this?"

"No Cairo would never do that to me. He loves me." I roll my eyes. Of course she would say that. 'Expected.'

"Didn't seem like he loved you that night."

"Well I still want to hear his side of the story." She folds her arms.

"For what? I know what I saw." Pretty hard to forget.

"He deserves a chance to explain himself, Huey. Maybe it was a misunderstanding."

"It wasn't. The nigga came to me and said it would be our little secret."

"See a mix up." I look at this girl crazy. She couldn't be dead serious right now. Has to be a joke.

"Jazmine. Can't you see he had no intention of telling you? Which means he's probably still cheating." It didn't take a genius to know that. Come on she is smarter than this.

"Why are you so worried about it?!" Her volume raises. This would take a bad turn soon and I could feel it.

"You're mad at me? I thought this is what friends do. Tell you the truth...You really don't believe me?" I asked but it was more of a statement. How could she not believe me, I wasn't the one lying to her everyday.

"I-I don't know what to believe right now."

I suck my teeth, "Cairo said you wouldn't. I don't even know why I tried because you're so called deeply 'in love' that you can't see him for who he really is."

"So called? You know what I just think you're jealous." I knew it was coming. This shit is so predictable that it's becoming comical. I could almost laugh right now.

I scoff, "Jealous? Of what? A cheater?"

She stands up coming in my face, "He is not a cheater and Yeah Jealous. Why else would you wait to tell me this now? If you claim you saw weeks ago." Anyone else would be heated at the accusation. But I am actually sorry for her. Did he brainwash her or?

"Because I knew something like this would happen. You know he called you dumb too... I'm starting to agree. Honestly what do you think all those trips to New York are? Certainly not business. Even you can't be that oblivious."

"Yes they are!" Jazmine yells at me but it sounds more like she's trying to convince herself.

"He's cheating on you. Just accept it." I simply shrug. I don't know how many times or I'm going to have to say it to finally get through to her.

"Get out." She says a little above a whisper.

"Don't be like that Jazmine." Maybe I took it too far?

"Get out! I don't need a nigga like you telling me about my fucking relationship." She pushes me in my chest. She barely says nigga. Damn she had to really be fuming. Though, I wasn't rubbing it in or I didn't mean for it to come across that way.

"Jazm-"

"No Huey I don't want to hear your fucking voice anymore." She pushes me hard again. I stand there with a straight face. She is being dramatic as fuck.

"Hitting me isn't going to change the fact that your boyfriend is a cheater." Jazmine's eyebrows furrow deeper in anger. 'Damnit Huey you didn't have to say that.' I lecture myself. Then again it had to be said. Jazmine pushes me again and again but doesn't move me.

"Are you done?" I ask. Perhaps she came to terms with it and was letting her frustration and rage out on me. I stand there unfazed until she starts hitting me uncontrollably. I never seen her like this, she is wilding out right now.

I grab her wrist and pinning them above her head on the nearby wall, "Calm the fuck down Jazmine!" I stare fiercely into her eyes which she returns. Her chest is rising up and down fast had to be adrenaline. Our noses were practically touching, after a while, she turns her head wincing a little bit. My hold isn't that hard. Could she not face me? I examine her figure… there is an almost faint bruise around one of her wrist. What the hell?! I instantly let go of her wrists. I should have noticed it before but I was too busy being an asshole. All these questions swarm my mind.

"How did th- Who did that? Did Cairo?" She gasps then her eyes turn cold.

"How could you even say that? He loves me." I ignore her and gently grasp her arm inspecting the black and blue mark around her wrist. I mean how else could it happen. Who else would do this to her? Besides Cairo. For his sake he better pray to god I don't find out he's hurting her physically too.

"I swear to god Jazmine. If he put his hands-"

Jazmine wriggles out my hand, "He didn't, I fell. Now Get OUT Huey!" She spits.

"I don't want to see you again!"

"But-" I try.

"I'm serious." She warns with a glare. Now I am officially mad I was only trying to be a friend.

"Fine stay with the cheating ass nigga. I don't give a fuck and… Please when he breaks your heart don't come crying back to me. Like you always do." I walk out her house and slam the door. Not caring what she had to say or how she felt.

I get in my car and sit there in disbelief. I did the right thing and I'm in the wrong. How? How does that work? … Women. Done trying whatever happens now. It happens.

A/N: Peep what I tried to do at the end lol. Nah but Can Huey and Jazmine get past this? Will Cairo finally get caught? Is Jazmine or Huey in the wrong? Find out in the next chapters. Let me know your thoughts in the reviews. Thanks for reading!