Me: USELESS. i gon find someone else. Bye.
His response is immediate,urgent.
Jankro Jabari : i’m coming over.
Jankro Jabari : & there better not be a fucker in ur bed.
I stare at the screen,pulse racing, torn between irritation and a very inconvenient thrill.
Me: ur literally in another country.
Jankro Jabari : flight aint that long.
Jankro Jabari : don’t move.
I laugh,he’s absolutely lost the plot.
I drop the phone onto the bed beside me and stare up at the ceiling, hands folded over my stomach like I’m trying to physically hold myself still.
My phone buzzes again.
Jankro Jabari : I’m serious, Frankie.
Jankro Jabari : I’ll come straight 2 u after the match.
I should shut this down.I should say no. I should absolutely not encourage this man to cross borders because I’m bored and horny.
But oh well.
I roll onto my side, pull the duvet up to my chin, and type:
Me: do wat u want.
And I lockthe phone before he replies.
My heart is racing now, adrenaline fizzing under my skin, sleep officially impossible. I lie there listening to the quiet of my flat, suddenly hyper-aware of every sound which is the hum of the fridge, a car passing outside, my own breathing.
I picture him reading that message. The way his jaw probably tightens. He’s mad and I know it. He hates the idea of me sleeping with anyone else. But was the anger enough to make him board a plane?
I turn on my t.v. as I ponder the thought. Maybe my favorite gaming channels will take my mind off it.Sidemen?Markiplier?(With his fine ass) Saylor Xen? Ebonix? RDCGaming? (Another fine ass Mark) ChelseaBytes? KSI? theRadBrad?
Brad did just release a video… and his voice is so soothing… I click on it and let my thoughts run for hours, taking me under before I can help it.
I’m half-asleepwhen the knock comes.
Three sharp taps against my door like whoever’s on the other side knows I’m awake.
My eyes fly open. My phone lights up on the bedside table at the exact same time.
Jankro Jabari : open the door.
My stomach flips.
“No way,” I whisper, already swinging my legs off the bed.
I walked down the hallway, heart thudding so loud it feels like it’s echoing off the walls.
How long has it been?
