Part II
Your POV
"It's been six months, sis. Get over that nigga," my sister said and I groaned. Little did she know that three months ago, I cut Trevante's face when I saw him and I beat the fuck out of that stupid bitch I use to call my friend.
"You're right," I said getting out of my bed. I went to the bathroom to take a hot shower. I washed my body over a million times before getting out. Mindlessly, I continued on with my normal morning routine. After I was done, I decided that my sister and I were going to go out to lunch. She was already dressed, so I didn't really have to tell her anything. I picked a little hole in the wall to go to because they always had the best food whenever I went.
"Your ex is here," she mumbled in my ear as I was placing my order. i mentally groaned and continued ordering my food. I paid and went to take a seat. I could see Trevante out of the corner of my eye. I just ignored him. I could feel his eyes on me, but I still ignored him.
My sister came and sat across from me with a weird look on her face.
"He's staring," she said and I rolled my eyes.
"I know. I can feel it," I told her.
"Have y'all talked since y'all broke up?" she questioned.
"Nope, I blocked him on everything. I even blocked his manager," I replied and she chuckled.
"Damn, what the manager do?" she asked.
"I don't know," I replied laughing.
"Well, he's coming over here," she mumbled.
"Hey, Y/N. Can we talk?" Trevante asked me and I looked up at him. How could a man be that fine?
"Um, no. I'm trying to have lunch with my sister, if you don't mind," I told him in a polite tone.
"Please, Y/N. I just wanna talk," he replied and I mentally groaned at the realization that I still had a soft spot for him.
"We can talk later to night. Come over at eight," I told him and he smiled a little bit.
"Okay, I'll see you at eight," he replied before walking away.
"Weak ass. All he had to do is look at you and you were ready to get on your knees and suck his dick," she said and I rolled my eyes.
"It wasn't even like that. He asked to talk, so we're gonna talk," I told her.
"Talk? Sure. More like get bent over the sofa," she mumbled underneath her breath and I kicked her underneath the table.
"Shut up," I told her and she laughed at me. We had our lunch and she ended up ditching me when we got back to my place. She had a dick appointment, so I just let her go.
Seven o'clock snuck up on my ass quickly. Trevante was there on the porch waiting for me to open my door. I opened the door and he stood there holding flowers.
"What are these for?" I asked him as he handed me the flowers.
"I don't know," he replied and I nodded letting him in.
"What do you want to talk about?" I asked him as I closed the door.
"I wanted to formally apologize. Not over text or anything like that. I want to look you in your eyes and tell you that I am very sorry for cheating on you. I fucked up. I'm not saying I want you back. I mean I do, but I don't want you to think that's what this is. I'm sorry for breaking the only rule you really had especially with someone that you called your sister," he said and I nodded rolling my eyes.
"Okay," I replied and he looked at me.
"That's it? Okay?" he asked and I nodded.
"What do you want me to do? Take you back. You easily lied and fucked my ex best friend behind my back. You also let her talk down on me like I was just another bitch on the street. I know she's not a good fuck because even her own boyfriend said she wasn't and she came to me for tips. So I don't know how you were constantly fucking her. Like to fuck someone that was constantly in my face calling me sis, crying on my shoulder and she like that is so low down. It's absolutely disgusting," I said and he looked down.
"I know," he mumbled.
"I don't think I'll ever forgive you or her for that. I don't think that there is really any future for us romantically or platonically. You looked me in my face, told me you loved me and said you'd never hurt me. That's exactly what you went and did. You didn't seem remorseful about it. Where was this energy when you were fucking her? That's why you didn't touch me last few months?" I asked him.
"Yeah. I uh felt dirty to do that and then come have sex with you," he said.
"At least you were kind enough to not do that," I said and he sighed.
"I think I'm just gonna go," he said.
"No, you're going to tell me what you're here for?" I told him and he looked at me.
"I love you, Y/N."
"No, you don't. Try again," I told him.
"Y/N, I'm being serious," he replied.
"I don't think you are," I replied laughing at his frustration.
"I'm leaving," he replied and I shrugged my shoulders.
"Okay, bye," I replied and walked to the door before opening it for him to leave. He started walking to the door and closed it before kissing me.
My sister was wrong about one thing. I was bent over the island. Not the sofa.
Sorry for any grammatical errors.
Part 3???
