Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 104252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
“Now who’s greedy?”
“I hope you shit yourself,” I mutter.
He laughs harder and holds his half of the brownie up to my lips. I narrow my eyes at him but take as big a bite of his as he took of mine. He winks at me and pops the last piece into his mouth.
“You made my night, sweetheart. Thank you, Mina.”
Cameron
I think I’m crashing from all the sugar as I stumble back into my apartment. When Amina texted me, I was happy to get out of here. Cal and Nicole were getting carried away.
Wanting my brother to enjoy his girl and whatever they were doing in his room, I took off. I was already in my feelings because Kay had been acting weird again.
I’m still not sure if she’s going to show up for the birthday party at my parents’. I’m twenty-one now. This is the year that will change my life forever. I don’t know; I thought my girlfriend would want to be more of a part of that.
Like Nicole is doing for Caleb. Watching my brother’s relationship has shone a light on the delusion I’ve had in my own. I chose to continue with my relationship with Kay because she was safe and knew my situation.
I trusted her. Now, things are so different. I can’t help wondering if things would be different between myself and Amina if she hadn’t lied when we met and she didn’t have a psycho fiancé.
I pull out my phone to see if I have a call or text from Kay. Instead, I find a text from Amina letting me know she’s home safe.
“Go to bed, Cam. Get some rest and deal with your feelings tomorrow,” I mumble to myself as I flop onto my bed.
CHAPTER 28
Not What I Want
Cameron
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Kay growls at me as we leave the bar and head for our car.
Kota left with Cal and Nicole. Thomas and Hamilton haven’t ended their night just yet, so they’re heading to another bar. That fight wasn’t enough to take much out of any of us.
If you ask me, it was over before it started. I wish I could say I was shocked when Caleb slugged that dude, but I wasn’t. That shit had been building up.
“What are you talking about?” I snap back at Kay.
Once again, she’s been starting fights over anything. It’s not the same as when we would just fight over bullshit because we clash naturally. This shit has been her nitpicking.
It’s been like this since my birthday. She showed up the morning of and had this attitude with me like I was the one who disappeared on her. To be honest, I’m over it.
“What was that? Are you kidding me?”
“Are you kidding me?” I shout back incredulously. “My brother was in the middle of a fight. What the fuck do you think I was supposed to do?”
“Not join in. You both could have ruined your careers. What if he broke his pitching hand, or you got yourself hurt?” she yells back at me.
“Why do you think I jumped in? Fuck my career. I wasn’t about to allow my brother to get jumped or lose his shot at pitching in the major leagues.”
We climb into the car and Kay slams the door shut so hard I’m surprised the window doesn’t break. I glare at her as she folds her arms over her chest.
She turns to me and narrows her eyes. “What do you mean fuck your career?”
“Fuck baseball. I’m not going to get drafted to the same team as Cal. He doesn’t need me anymore. I’m done.”
“Wait, when did you decide this?”
“I’ve been leaning toward this for months now. If you talked to me instead of poking and nagging at me, you would know this.”
“So you plan to work for your daddy?”
“I don’t know what I plan to do.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means I’m going to take some time to think about what I want for once. I’m going to figure my own shit out. I’m not a boy who wants to please his mama to keep her off his brother’s back.
“I’m a man who wants to experience life. I want to know what it’s like to live a life I’ve chosen, not one chosen for me. I’m tired of being manipulated.
“I’m sick of this toxic shit we have going on. You stop by, we fuck, and then you’re off to do whatever it is you do. Shit, Kay. You’re not happy with me. Why are we together?”
“Are you breaking up with me?” she sobs.
“We’ve been together since I was fourteen. I’ve never been with another girl. You were my first. I’ve been in college for going on four years and I’ve never lived out the full experience.
“I think it would be better to break up now. I don’t want to get married and become someone I’m not because I didn’t do the shit I should have when I was eighteen, nineteen, or twentysomething. Don’t you want to know if someone else is better for you?”