We had finally left the hospital to go get cleaned up. I walked into the house and walked right upstairs to take a shower.
"DESHUN, I'M ABOUT TO TAKE A SHOWER." I said yelling to him downstairs.
I got in the shower and let the water just take over. I stayed in the shower for 45 minutes, the longest shower of my life. I hopped out the shower and brushed my teeth, and put on some lotion. I put on my black bra and pantie set. I walked into my walk-in closet.
I put on my black tribal print leggings, white Marilyn Monroe sweater, with my red uggs. I took my hair down from the rollers I had them in and comb some of them loose. I went into the dinning room and saw Deshun just sitting at the dinning room table looking at a picture of his mother and him when he was little.
"What's this from?" I asked him.
"I was 8 years old. This is the only picture that I actually say that I loved my mother in." He said as he clenching his jaw.
"Don't say that Deshun."
"What? It's the truth. I feel like everything else is just hell."
"Well now you have a chance to get that back. Now take it." I said sitting in front of him.
"I'll do it just for you." He said getting up and kissing me on the cheek and then walking upstairs to the shower.
He is in a funk and I don't like this. Deshun left his phone on the table. I picked it up and looked for his grandmothers number and put it in my phone, so I call her later. I went to the cabinet and made a ham sand which.
"SHYLA" Deshun yelled from the bathroom.
"WHAT?" I yelled back.
"COME HERE!" He said. I looked at my sand which and didn't want to leave it.
I ran up to the bathroom and he wasn't in the bathroom. "Where are you at?" I said.
"In here." He said.
I walked into the room and he was in his pajamas.
"Why aren't you dressed to go back t with Braylon." I asked.
"I just want us to lay here and cuddle." He said.
I have been waiting for this for the longest. I couldn't pass this opportunity. I needed him to just hold me tight, even though I don't show that I do.
"Okay Deshun I guess." I said like it was nothing but it was everything.
"Deshun can we talk about something?" I asked.
"Yeah, Wassup?"
"Our relationship. You know when you said you loved me?
"Yes, and what about it?"
"Did you mean it?'' I asked. It was dead silent for a good 30 seconds and I was scared to hear what he was about to say.
"Shyla if I say something I mean it. Like I told you that day when you asked "Why You?" I said all of that and I meant it.
"So your love is really there?'' I asked.
"Yes Shyla. Always." He said. I started to tear up a little.
"Are you about to cry?'' He said sitting up looking at me while I was still in his arms.
"Yes that is so sweet. Deshun, I have never had any boy that I dated tell me they love me. And, to hear that from somebody like you just makes me so emotional and happy. Your the one." I said just letting tears fall.
