~Amira POV~ 

Once I open the door to my house, I hear the TV on. Manny comes running to me and I pet him.

"Sh." I tell Manny suspicious of who was there.

It could be Jack. I relax a little and I kick my boots off.

I walk into the living room and I see everything still the same and the TV was on playing like I thought. I turned and saw something that should have stopped my heart.

Jack was on the couch making out with someone. 

"WHAT THE HELL!" I scream.

They stopped kissing and Jack looked at me with his eyes almost out his sockets.

"I-I-" He tried to explain.

I realized this is what I did to him. He was only returning it. I deserved this. I felt a ping of guilt. I was no different than him. I had no right to call him anything.

His partner turned around and I did a double take. It was a man.

"Y-you're gay?" 

"Amira, I can explain." Jack said standing up.

"I would very much like that." I say putting a hand on my hip,

"Um, this is Alejandro." He said pointing to his partner.

"And Alejandro, that is Amira, my um girlfriend." He said scratching his head.

"Alejandro and I have been secretly dating for a few years now." 

"Okay, but that doesn't explain why you wanted to get back with me." I say.

"My parents are homophobic and they had asked me why I haven't been in other relationships and I needed to come up with an excuse, so I told them I still loved you. And they forced me to get back with you." He said.

"That’s, perfect. And you decided to have a make out session on my couch?" I say sarcastically.

"Im so sorry Amira." He said.

"You better be." I sigh tired.

"Well, um now get the fuck out my house and never come back. Like, I never want to see your face again. And make sure the door fucking slams you in the eye. Because I don't want to waste my time doing it." I say.

He nods and grabs his stuff and Alejandro follows him out the door.

"Slam it." I say after them.

I hear a bang and a small cry and I smiled.

"Well Manny, this was the longest day of my life." I murmur turning the TV off.

He comes next to me and whimpers. I fall on my carpet and I stare up at my ceiling.

"Sleepover." I laugh weakly.

My eyelids fall heavy and the last thing I see is the small tiles on my tan ceiling.

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"Manny, pick it up." I whine.

Manny barks at my ringing phone.

I groan and I pick it up, my back feeling stiff. The carpet isn't exactly an ideal place to sleep.

"Yes?" I answer.

"Why didn't you tell me?! You and Tupac are a thing now? I mean I know you told me the other day about how he loved you but I didn't really think you would be with him." Chloe said really quickly into the phone.

"Whaaa? How do you know?" I ask.

"It’s all over the news of you and him on that park bench." She giggles.

"He is gonna kill me." I groan falling on my back.

"So it’s true!" She gasped.

"Don't tell anyone." I whine.

"I won’t don't worry, but what about Jack?" 

"He was gay." I say.

She was silent.

"Wow, why are all the hot men gay?" She sighed.

"I just don't know." I say.

I hear my doorbell ring.

"Hold on someone is at the door." I say getting up.

"Okay."

I look through the hole and see it was the mailman. I open the door.

"For Amira (bleep)." The mailman says shoving the box at me.

"Thanks." I mumble.

I sign my name and I close my door.

It was from someone named Makaveli. 

"It was the mailman; I got a package from someone named Makaveli." I tell Chloe.

I put the box down and I take the dog food out from my cabinet and I pour it in Manny's bowl.

He comes running and chomps it down. I pour some water in his water bowl and I grab the box again.

"Makaveli, doesn't ring a bell. Open it." Chloe said.

"Yeah, I’m gonna open it." I agree.

I tear it open and I take the wrapper out. I see a small velvet box and a note. I pick up the note.

"There’s a note." 

"What does it say?!" Chloe asked me excited.

"The power of a gun can kill and the power of Fire can Burn The power of wind can chill and the

power of the mind can learn The power of anger can rage inside until it tears u apart But the

Power of a Smile especially yours can heal a frozen Heart like mine." -Tupac (He actually wrote this poem)

"Oh my gosh that’s so cute." Chloe whispers.

I stare at the poem for a while as Chloe asks me if I’m still there. He was so sweet, he makes me sound like I made his life 10 times better then it was before. I know I didn't. Maybe I did. I try to stop myself from getting a big head. 

"Yeah." I finally say after reading it 5 times over in my head.

"You have to stay with him; I mean what kind of guy does that? Writes a poem for you and mails it." She asked.

"Lesane." I sigh.

"Yeah, but he is history."

"I actually found him yesterday." I say.

She pauses.

"What the actual freak?" She says.

"I know." I sigh.

"And there is something else." I say remembering the velvet box.

I opened it I saw something as perfect as Michael Jackson's cheekbones. A silver necklace with a small key hanging from it. The key had small diamonds on its handle and in the middle of it, it has the initials A + T. On the top of the box it stated.

"I know Lesane got u a ring, so I thought I would give something original, u r the key to my heart."

Why would he do this to me? Now there is no going back, I’m falling hard for him. It gave me a warm feeling in my chest and made me want to get up and dance. He really did love me, and I wish I could go out right now and squeeze him in a hug. And to tell him, I loved him too.

"It’s a necklace." I say into the phone.

"Can I be a bridesmaid?" I hear Chloe ask.

"I’m not getting married. Ever." I laugh.

"Fine." She pouted.

"Do I have work today?" I ask.

"No, the director is out sick." Chloe said.

"Good, I feel sick too." 

"Aw baby, did it hurt?" She asked.

"What hurt?" I asked.

"You know, sex." She said.

I felt my face get red.

"DON'T JUST TALK ABOUT IT LIKE THAT." I shout embarrassed.

I could Chloe laughing.

"How did you know?" I mumbled.

"I know how you are." She said.

"Just come over here." I sigh.