If My Heart Could Unlove You 2: My Forever by Peach J

Author:Peach, J
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-01-18T00:00:00+00:00

Blake

A Mistake

Chapter Twelve

“Man, I’m tired as shit.” I couldn’t wait to get to the crib so I could soak.

“You? Boog is knocked the fuck out.” Dad chuckled while carrying a sleeping Blyss out of the building. “You need to put his ass on your payroll. He wasn’t playing with you.”

“Man. I’m gonna be sore as hell in the morning. I needed that workout, though. So, I might just pay him…” I was saying as Celina and Bj were coming out of her backseat, fixing their clothes.

Pops and I stared at the pair. I laughed as his head shook.

“B, what the fuck are you doing?” Pops questioned while staring between him and Celina.

“Is this the makeup or official break-up sex?” I spoke at the same time Pops did.

“Blake, it’s not like that. I—we—I…” Celina stammered for an explanation. “I’m sorry.”

I nodded, knowing she meant that. “I know you are. We’re good, sweetheart.” I moved past her. “B, let’s go.” I motioned toward the truck.

Celina quickly grabbed my arm, stopping me. “Blake, let me explain, please?”

“What you need to explain, Cee? You fucked my brother. That’s all the explanation I need. We’re good, baby. You take care of yourself.”

“Give me a second to explain. Blake, please?” Shorty was crying hard, begging me to listen to her.

I pulled my arm from her grasp. “Nah, you don’t have to explain shit, Cee. It’s cool—”

“I didn’t mean for it to happen. It just—I don’t know.”

I shrugged. “We weren’t together, remember? You can fuck whoever you wanna.” I pulled myself from her tight hold again. “Regardless, I don’t share pussy with my brother, though. And you fucked him. So, aye.” Moving around her, I went to the truck.

“Blake, please—”

“You take care of yourself, baby.” I tossed her two fingers, then hopped in the driver’s seat.

“It was a mistake. Can we please talk about this?” Cee yelled while trying to open my door.

“Celina, go home,” I told her, then pulled off.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, Bj? You dead ass fucked that gotdamn girl?” Our Pops turned in his seat to look at Blaze.

Bj shrugged. “Like she said, it just happened. I didn’t plan on fucking her. She kept crying. I tried calming her down—then it just happened. I just wanted her to shut the fuck up. I don’t know.” Was his nonchalant explanation.

“So, you thought calming her down with yo’ fuckin’ dick was the answer, B?” Dad questioned. “If you shrug one more time, I’mma get back there with yo’ ass.” He snapped at him.

I hit my Pops’ arm. “Dad, chill.” I glanced at Bj through the mirror. “I told him to do it—”

“Nigga, don’t try to lie to me because you can’t. I heard the whole fuckin’ conversation. You didn’t tell his dumbass to fuck that bitch!” He was pissed off. Reaching inside the glove box, he grabbed a small, insulated bag and pulled out a blunt. I rolled the windows down since Blyss was in the car. Looking at me, he slammed the glove compartment shut.

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