I stepped outside my front door, cursing under my breath. I can't stop doing this to myself, and my loved ones. I ruined many lives as is, I'm not worth a dime to this world.
I've tried calling him many times, it just seams like he's through with me. I guess nobody wants a drag in their life.
I almost killed him. Almost.
I took a long drag of my blunt. One of my many secret stashes. It's a habit, a bad one. I can't help it though, and it seams like only one person cares about it, well, did care...
After twenty sharp minutes, I went back inside my giant, empty house. Only, it wasn't empty of furniture, it was empty of the happiness we all used to share.
I walked slowly and sluggishly into the bathroom. I looked in the mirror in disguist. My eyeliner and mascara created dark smudges underneath my piercing grey eyes, which were also bloodshot, taking the beauty out of them.
I haven't bothered to dress up, I wasn't even strong enough to.
I let the soft and soothing voices of Jhene Aiko sooth me as I bubbled up in the bathtub. I layer back, enjoying myself for once. I hummed to her song, "The Worst".
I let the warm water and soap coat my tan skin, then stepped my feet on the cold wooden floors, sliding a towel over my torso and thighs.
I put on a set of a black lace bra and panties, then slid on his oversized sweater.
My cell phone rang loudly on the other side of the bedroom. I sighed and searched for the iPhone.
Just as I found it, I was too late. I looked at the caller ID...
"Fuck!" I yelled. My eyes turned glossy in frustration.
I called him back, no answer....
Again, no answer.
I threw it towards the wall, hoping not crack the screen. I rubbed my temples, then picked it back up. It wasn't cracked at all. I dialed back and the one rung once before he picked up.
I cleared my throat. "Uh, h-hey."
I waited for a reply, I was nervous to speak to him, the first time in months. I don't think I could ever see him in real life again, it would be too much for me. Everything's different.
After twenty seconds of silence, he spoke up. "Liyah, is that you?" He asked.
"Yes."
He stayed quiet again before speaking. "Is it cool if I come over?"
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RomanceAaliyah. Bold and smart. What happens when the lightning strikes the rain? Life ain't always easy.