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Deja stuck her key into the lock of Central's apartment and turned it slowly before opening the door. Carson and Majesty were right behind her while the guys were behind them with boxes in their hands.

Deja opened the door and stepped inside with a quiet sigh, they had checked Central's Instagram before coming over and he had posted on his story 3 hours ago with a location tag saying he was in London. That's the only reason Deja felt safe enough to come collect her items.

She was leading everyone towards the bedroom first when she heard movement inside of the room. Oakley knew Deja had been checking his Instagram and he figured if her acted like he left she would be back for her things, when he heard the door open he smiled because Deja was so predictable, he knew she would be back sooner than later. Inside the room he was sitting on the edge of the bed while his friend Kenza was under the blankets fast asleep.

Deja stopped walking, "He's here." She turned around and looked at everyone. "So?" Jack asked, moving to the front of the group and opening the door. When he saw Oakley sitting there he rolled his eyes, Jack was usually the peacekeeper of the group but he was far too tired to even care about Oakley. "Deja come pack your shit." Jack said, moving aside to let her in the room. The other guys walked around the apartment to gather things that looked to be Deja's.

She had also given them a list of things that she had bought for the apartment, they would be packing those items up too. Deja walked into the room slowly, walking right past the bed and into the bathroom. Majesty was the first one to notice the sleeping Kenza in the bed. "Who the fuck is that?"

Oakley stood up, "Mind your business. Get her stuff and get out."

"So you was hitting her and cheating on her with that hoe?" Majesty crossed her arms. "Do you Brits have no shame?"

Deja glanced back as she dropped lotion bottles into the box, "Maj, come on. Just leave him alone."

"Yeah, Maj." Oakley slowly sat back down. "Ignore me."

"Do you think it's cute putting your hands on someone smaller than you? Guarantee if it was me I would've been beat yo' ass." Majesty said looking at him.

Cee glanced at Deja who was sitting crisscross as she was quickly putting her accessories like lotions, perfumes, and jewelry in a box. He then looked over at Carson who was putting her clothes into boxes. He clenched his jaw, "You guys doing all of this for nothing. She'll be back, soon you'll see."

"Mhm okay, well, you could keep the bitch who fake sleeping over there." Majesty rolled her eyes at Kenza who now had the blanket over her head. "Aye Kenza, be careful with this one. He loves to put his hands on females." She said directly to the 'sleep' Kenza which caused Oakley to stand up quickly, her words was getting to him.

"What? Mad? You gon' beat my ass too?" Majesty titled her head. Carson looked at them before Oakley just pushed past her and walk out of the room. "Little ass boy." She mumbled.

"Majesty stop talking shit and help," Carson laughed as she watched Jack go into the bathroom, she turned and followed after him.

"Are you going to be late to your meeting with Drama?" She asked as they put hair products into the box she was holding.

He shook his head as he dropped box of bobby pins down into the cardboard box, "It'll be fine. He's always late anyway."

"Was that like a black joke?" She smiled, trying to lighten the mood just a bit since it was clear he was not in the mood to be here.

"No, he's just always late." He grabbed a water bottle and twisted the cap off. He dumped the water and before he could drop the now empty bottle into the box he heard someone telling him to stop.

"That's actually mine," Kenza spoke from the doorway. Both Carson and Jack looked back at her, not saying anything. He twisted the top back on and set it aside. "Why are you guys packing up her stuff?" She then asked.

"Why else?" Jack said as he grabbed a flat iron and put it in the box as well.

She crossed her arms, "I dunno. That's why I'm asking."

"Girl, go ask your boyfriend. Don't question us." Carson said, setting the box on the counter.

"He's not my boyfriend." Kenza corrected her.

"I don't care what he is, go ask him. We're not here to answer your questions." Carson let Jack take the box as they both walked toward the door to leave the bathroom. Kenza moved out of the way but not before reaching out and touching Jack's arm.

He stopped walking to look at her, "You left this." She held out his phone that he had just left on the bathroom counter. She smiled as he took it back from her, "Thanks." He mumbled before he kept walking. "Weirdo." He sighed as him and Carson left the room.

They met up with everyone else who was in the kitchen packing up pots and pans. "Why are we packing up the kitchen?" Druski asked.

"Because I bought all of this," Deja put a stack of bowls into the box in front of her. "I bought that salt shaker too, Jack, grab it for me." She pointed to the table.

Jack swiped it off the table and dropped it into the box with the hair supplies. He looked at Majesty who was sitting at the table eating from a family sized bag of popcorn and scrolling through her phone. "Why aren't you helping?" He asked her.

"I got hungry," She looked up from her phone. "Aren't you supposed to be at some music label meeting? You're running late."

"Thanks, Majesty. I wasn't aware." He said sarcastically, turning back to the group as Deja taped up the last box. "Okay guys, I'm ready." She smiled.

By now Central had left the apartment, he thought if he made one wrong move he would be jumped by the large group of guys that were protecting Deja. He didn't really even care that he left Kenza, if she was smart she would just be quiet until they left. He also wasn't too worried about Deja, he knew he would see her again because she's carrying his child.

Kenza walked into the kitchen slowly, "Why are you guys packing up the kitchen?" She looked around. "Where is everything?"

Deja sighed, "Everything I'm taking is what I bought." She looked right at Kenza and Kenza finally saw the reason she was leaving Oakley. The bruise was darker now, some of it even turning a weird shade of yellow. The cut on her lip was noticeable and now she felt bad. She felt sick knowing she was laying next to someone who could hurt a woman like this.

"Sorry," She said quietly, shaking her head while taking a few steps back. She went to sit in the living room, wanting to be out of their way.

Jack got to the Generation Now official building a hour late to his meeting. They had taken Deja's things back to his apartment and then Carson insisted that he helped them with taking pictures of her pots and pans to sell them since he had the longest arms and he wouldn't need to strain in order to get everything all in one picture, then they ended up taking fifteen more pictures after that. When he got to the building he still had no sense of urgency though, he walked through the lobby slowly and then took the elevator up to the 100th floor, he was leaning against the wall the whole time.

When the two doors opened the table full of people were standing up, they were just about to leave. "He's here." DJ Drama announced, everyone looked over at Jack as he walked into the room.

"I'm sorry," He apologized. "Something came up last minute." He took off his jacket as he sat down between Drama and a very annoyed Neelam. Everyone was annoyed, the meeting had been called to discuss a way to clean up his crumbling image and he was late.

"Doesn't matter, let's just get started." Neelam said while standing up. Jack leaned back in his seat and watched her walk to the front of the room to get the meeting started. As the meeting went on, different people from his team took turns proposing ideas and PR moves that would help people see that he was not an abusive boyfriend like he was being painted to be.

They were about half an hour into the meeting when Jack closed his eyes and accidentally let his head roll back. He jolted awake and glanced to his side, he thought no one had seen but Drama was staring right at him. "What's wrong with you?" He asked in a low voice, not wanting to disturb the person who was currently talking.

Jack shook his head, he licked his lips before sitting up completely. "Nothing." He put his elbows on the table with a weak sigh. "Can I suggest something?" He spoke up, clearing his throat. Everyone stopped talking and they looked at him.

"I think I should just drop a song and make everyone forget about it." He suggested with a shrug.

Neelam nodded, "Okay do you have a song prepared to release?" She asked him. "And a plan to market it? And a video to accompany it?"

Jack looked at her, "No." He looked away again. "But I can come up with one. Let me hit the studio now." He stood up to leave.

She pulled him back down, "We're going to listen to everyones pitches first then we can all go."

He went back to leaning back in his seat, he felt like he was never going to be able to get back to his bed. "Brian, go ahead and start over. I don't think Jack was paying attention." Neelam told the man who was speaking.

Jack walked into his apartment three hours later. Two hours of sitting in the meetings and another hour of traffic. He felt like running his car into a tree so he could get a few minutes of sleep before the ambulance came to take his body away.

When he walked in he felt a sense of relief just being home but that went away when he heard Umbrella by Rihanna blasting from a tv. He followed the music to his room where he found Deja and Majesty doing Tom Holland's choreography to the song while Carson stood on the bed both recording and hyping them up.

Carson had a bottle of water in her hand and she was prepared to pour it over her two friends to simulate the rain when Jack stopped her. "Carson!" He snapped. "What the fuck?"

All three of the girls froze and slowly turned to face Jack. "Hey, Jack." Majesty smiled.

"Please leave," He said to all three of them. "Just...go." He said tiredly. His eyes were a bright red and his hair was a mess, he hadn't done it all day. He had thrown on anything before leaving so even his clothes looked a mess.

Carson flopped down and sat on the bed, "Where am I supposed to sleep then?"

"I don't care. But it can't be here." He walked further into the room, instead of turning off the TV he unplugged it before turning off the lights. "Leave. All three of you." He scooped up Majesty's things and threw them at her before doing the same to Carson with her keys.

As Carson got off the bed, he grabbed her face and kissed her for a moment before pushing her out of the room. "And lock the door on the way out!" He called as he kicked off his shoes and crawled into the bed.

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soo there friends again .. deal wit it lmfao. & yall got me weak asff last chapter .. WE DONT SUPPORT WOMEN BEATERS GUYS 🙄

yall we was very tired while writing this book so PLEWSE PLEASE excuse the mistakes.. thanks !

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