Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Your POV
Imagine going on a double date with the man you're in love with just for him to be all dry with you on the date. Then talks to everyone else besides you. You'd feel like an idiot, right? We were on a double date with my best friend and her man and Trevante was just acting like I didn't even exist.
After the date, I said nothing on the way home. He attempted asking me questions, but only got silence as an answer. I looked out of the window the entire time. The amount of embarrassment I felt was accompanied by my anxiety. I hated going out anyways and to be treated as if I didn't exist made everything so much worse.
When we got to my condo, I got out without saying a word. I didn't feel like talking. He called my name, but I ignored him. I went inside, locked the doors and headed upstairs to take a shower. Mindlessly stripping out of the dress, I turned on the hot water and let it heat up. I grabbed a towel and a wash cloth before stepping into the shower. I heard Trevante come in the house, but continued to ignore him calling my name. I washed my body attempting to wash away the anxious feeling, but failed. So after about twenty minutes, I just got out. I dried off and wrapped the towel around my body.
"I could've been a murder," he said jokingly and I shrugged walking over to the sink because I needed to wash the makeup off of my face.
"I would've just been dead."
"What's wrong?" he asked and I remained silent.
"Y/N, come on," he said.
"There's nothing wrong. Not in the mood to be bothered," I told him in a very monotones voice.
"Something is wrong. I can't make it right if you don't talk to me."
"Nothing is wrong. I just want to go to bed and forget about today," I told him.
"Y/N, I-"
"I'm not one to force someone to be with me when they'd clearly rather be anywhere else. You wanna leave? Then go ahead. I'm not going to stop you," I said to him as pinned back the pieces of hair that were in my face.
"Y/N, I don't wanna leave," he replied standing behind me.
"It doesn't seem like you're happy with me. Tonight seemed like I was forcing you to be out with me," I told him as I took off my makeup. I washed my face and began doing the rest of my skin care routine.
"Baby," he said softly wrapping his arms around my waist with his chin resting on my shoulder.
"Can you get off of me?" I asked him and he didn't budge.
"Trevante, get off of me. I'm already upset. You're making it worse," I told him as I looked down at the sink.
"Baby, I'm sorry," he said.
"Trevante, get off of me," I said and he didn't move.
"Trevante, get the fuck off of me," I snapped removing his hands from off of me and lightly pushed him back. I left the bathroom and went into my closet to get some pajamas. I sat down and took a deep breath because I wasn't trying to upset myself even more.
"Y/N."
"Is there someone else?" I asked him and he sighed.
"Yeah."
"She was at the restaurant. Wasn't she?" I asked and he nodded.
"It wasn't supposed to go this far," he said.
"Okay, you can leave. I'd like my house key back. Actually, I'll just ask myself dad to change the locks for me," I said as I put on some clothes.
"I'm sorry," he said and I shrugged.
"Okay, who is it?" I asked.
"Your bestfriend, Nayla," he said and I was genuinely shocked. I didn't really expect that.
"Damn. Not with a bitch that's supposed to be like a sister to me. I gotta get her reaction to this," I said laughing and went into my room to dial her number. Been best friends since first grade.
"Hey, girl. What's up?" she said rolling my eyes. I put the phone on speaker.
"Hey, Nayla. I'm with Trevante right now and guess what he told me," I said and started laughing softly.
"Why are you laughing, weirdo? What did he tell you?" she questioned chuckling.
"He just told me that not only are you a fake ass friend, but you two have been sleeping together. Ain't that some shit?" I asked laughing.
"Why would he even say something like that? I would never," she said clearly lying. Trevante handed me his phone and showed me text messages between the two of them. I was disgusted, but I wanted her to know I had receipts.
"So you didn't text him and ask when he was gonna leave my broke ass and come fuck with a real woman? Ma'am, didn't you just beg me to by you a Telfar? I'm broke. Honey, we don't even shop at the same stores. You can have Trevante, by the way. After I beat his ass, I'm coming to curb stomp you, bitch," I said and hung up the phone. I sent pictures of the text messages to Nayla's boyfriend and handed Trevante back his phone.
"You can go home now," I told him.
"Y/N, I'm sorry. It was a very stupid mistake. I promise it'll never happen again."
"It won't because I never want to see you again. You are the worst kind of man to exist. Delete my number. Pictures and anything of that nature because you are now a single man. If you think you're going to post any of my nudes as some kind of revenge porn, it really won't affect me. Ass fat. Titties always sitting pretty and I know for a fact that I have a pretty pussy," I told him and he was clearly upset.
"Y/N, don't do this," he said and I rolled my eyes.
"Leave before I call my dad and my brothers," I said and he frowned. He gave me back my key before he left me house. I called my sister and asked her to come over. She was there in about ten minutes and she brought my niece, who was only about five months.
"Hey, sis. What's up?" she asked me when she came in.
"Found out I was getting cheated on. To top it off, he was sleeping with Nayla," I said and she gasped.
"Are you serious?" she asked getting angry.
"Yeah, crazy," I said as I took my niece out of her car seat.
"Hi, baby. Auntie needs some good cuddles," I told her and she yawned resting her head on my chest.
"How'd you find out?"
"Went on a double date with Nayla and her boyfriend. Trevante was acting strange. Didn't talk to me or even acknowledge me the whole time. He dropped me off. I took a shower and he came in. He was getting on my nerves. I snapped a bit and asked him if there was someone else. He said yes. I asked were they there and he said yes. I asked who and he said Nayla. Like our of everybody you choose. You chose her. I laughed and called Nayla. I told her and she was trying to lie. He showed me their messages and shit. I told her I was gonna beat his ass and then beat her ass. I sent them to her boyfriend," I explained not noticing that I was crying. My sister wiped away my tears and I sighed.
"Don't cry, baby," she said and I started sobbing.
"I told him not to do one thing and he still did it anyways," I replied leaning into her comforting touch.
