The exciting sequel to 'Forbidden Fruit.'🌻 [Please read first]
Sai's departure has rattled everyone, but their lives continued on. Even a year later, the gang is still trying to repair mistakes from the past. Things have changed drastically, and th...
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Ada
When I wake up, there's a brief second of peace. Like ain't nothing wrong with the world. Like everybody got they shit together and no one is hurting.
But that second is very brief.
I grabbed the almond milk out the fridge and filled my bowl halfway before realizing we ain't got no cereal. I need to go grocery shopping. I meant to do that last week, but these past two weeks have been complete hell.
Kaiden walks in the kitchen, still giving me the same side-eye. "Morning, Kai." I move closer in an attempt to hug him, but I see how he subtly pulls away. He notices that I notice, and from there it's back to being awkward.
I miss him so much, he probably wouldn't understand. But this nigga is just so stubborn.
He's mad at me because I said I wouldn't marry him. That issue seems the most irrelevant, being that Nori is still missing. It felt like my relationship should have been on the back burner because my best friend was hurting, her baby was missing. A part of her was incomplete and there was nothing I could do besides be there for her and pray that they would find Nori. I wanted to prioritize being a good friend because that's what I would want if I were in the same situation.
Kai just ain't get that at all. And to me, this was the wrong time to bring up the marriage question, but niggas don't know timing at all. Especially these ones I run with.
"Still not talking to me?"
He shrugged and started looking for something in the pantry.
"Kai."
No response.
"Kaiden."
Silence.
"Kaiden Lamont Williams."
His head snapped up. "Hell nah. Not the government, I don't care how mad you is, you better dead that shit." Even though I was irritated with him, that lil morning voice woke her up.
"Can we talk about this?"
"Talk about what? You said what you needed to say."
I never said I wouldn't marry him, I said I didn't feel ready. And that had nothing to do with him and everything to do with me. I'm still working on myself, and so is he. We been through enough shit for me to know what we have is real, so that's not the problem.
I'm simply afraid of becoming a wife. I just don't know what I would do being tied down like that. Yes, I've been tied down to him for a while now. But I feel like we're too young to think about marriage. There's so much shit I want to do and to experience before I walk down that aisle.
"It ain't like that and you know it," I pleaded. It was tiring being pulled in so many directions emotionally. I wanted to be able to come home and not have to deal with any more sadness, anger, or anxiety. I just wanted us to be where we used to be.
