Unthinkable Chapter 95 P2 - A Justin Combs Love Story Justin's POV "Damn it," I said. She tried to hug me, but I pushed her off. "Uh-uh." "Justin, I-" "Mariah, you lied to me. You looked me dead in my face and lied to me," I said and folded my arms. "Juustinn, please," she said. I wanted to comfort her, but I wanted to kick Shaq's ass. I knew it, he was some kind of best friend. He wanted Mariah. Why the fuck? This just pissed me the fuck off. I could just beat his ass right now. I looked at Mariah, who had took out her phone and texted Mel something. "Mariah." She looked at me, "What," she said above a whisper. I put my hands on her shoulders, "Why'd you have to lie to me, baby? Why?" "I told you why I lied to you. I didn't mean any harm by it, I was going to tell you," she said. "But I been asked you about this and you kept telling me that nothing was going on." "You guys were best friends, I didn't wanna mess that up." "It was messed up already. I don't even know if I can! trust that nigga no more." "Forgive me Justin, please," Ri begged. I sighed and hugged her against my chest, "I forgive you, baby." I kissed her forehead, "Now stop all that crying, you're prettier when you're not crying." "So now I'm ugly? Mkay," she said. "Noo, it's just-" "Okay, Justin." "You're beautiful, baby," I said, "But just so you know, I'm not happy with you. You should have told me." "I know, Justin, I know." "So next time, just tell me. You can tell me anything, baby, anything." "Okay
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