Choices

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Monique Pov

I open the door to see Rodney. Ugh, why is he here? He just won't leave me alone.

"Hey" he said as he handed me a bundle of yellow roses. I took them while saying

"What are you doing here Rodney?"

"I just wanted to talk to you, so maybe we could be friends and not enemies"

"Okay," I sigh. "Come in" I said while opening my door wider for him to enter.

We sat down in the living room. It was quiet for like a minute until I got tired of the silence.

"So, you gonna talk or what?"

"Right. Look I'm sorry for hurting you, I really am. Do you forgive me?"

"Boy, I forgave you a long time ago, because if I didn't it would've made me bitter. And that's not who I am"

"Okay, so since you forgave me, go out with me again"

"No"

"Why not?"

"Because I can't trust you. If I can't trust you, the relationship won't work. Simple as that."

"Just- Rodney was cut off by someone knocking on the door. I open the door and see Rick.

"Hey Nique" he said as he embraced me.

"Hey Rick" As we released from each other, I said "Come in"

"Who is he?" Rick questioned while staring at Rodney, who I totally forgot
was here.

I saw something in his eyes, was that a hint of anger I see. Is he jealous of Rodney being here? But why, we're only friends.

"Oh he's my- boyfriend, I'm her boyfriend Rodney" I started but Rodney cut in.

"Ex-boyfriend, remember the part about us being friends" I replied as I as put emphasis on the word friends.

"Man, whatever, I'm gonna get you back, just watch" he left out my house but not without slamming my door.

This nigga just lost his damn mind. I open my door, and shout to him as he's entering his blue Honda Accord "DON'T BE SLAMMING NO DOORS, YOU AIN'T PAY FOR!"

I go back inside fuming. I count to ten in my head with my eyes closed while taking deep breaths and leaning on the door. I had calm down only to hear,
"What the fuck was that?" He exclaimed as he was sitting on the couch with his elbows on his knees, and his hands in a prayer position, staring at the floor.

"Rick, what are you talking about" I responded shocked because he never cursed at me before. I was kinda scared because he never acted like this before.

He stood up and got close to my face. So close I could feel his breathe on my neck.
"What was that nigga doing here? You fucking him?"

"He just came over here to talk, to become friends again. And no I'm not fucking him, okay, I still have my v-card. But even if I was, what does that have with you? You ain't my man, and you damn sure ain't my daddy!"

"Oh, you're right. I overreacted, forgive me?" His face softened and he left out a nervous laugh.

"I guess, Derrick" I replied clearly irritated.