The heART Gallery [Complete✔]

Shenanigans



Waking up over an hour after they fell asleep, tangled in one another, Felix watches Isla sleep. Looking just how she used to before they broke up. Naked, half covered, body littered in hickies and love bruises, with her wild curls thrown haphazardly all over her head, face down on her stomach. As his soul smiles, he shakes his head. Finding his clothes, he pulls his boxers on.

"Aye, mama? Baybay?" 

Massaging her soft behind, he chuckles as she moans in her sleep.

"Mmm."

"Naah, wake that ass up, lil mama. Isla?"

Stretching, she hisses at her complete body soreness.

"Hmm?"

"Up, ya maw said we still need things fa the baybay's party. C'mon."

"Mmm, ok." 

Rolling over, she lays on her back and stares at the ceiling. Knowing she's replaying what just transpired between them, he decides to share his thoughts. That have been running on a loop through his mind for six months straight.

"Yuh know how many times I called yuh and text yuh and ye'aint respond not once? How much that hurt me, Isla? That yuh asked me not to abandon yuh or Isis? But yuh did the exact shit to me? Yuh know how down bad I was? I had to reach out to ya kinfolk to see my daughter. The one yuh said you'd neva keep me from. Yuh know how crushed my heart was?" 

Slowly standing from the bed he doesn't face her, as he runs his hands over his head. Sitting up, she stares at his once flawless, but now scratched up back. Blotting the tears away from her eyes, she is overcome with emotions.

"You-. You called me damaged, Felix. After you told me that you were leaving me. What did you want me to do? Be happy about that? Stick around to the final count down of havin my heart torn out my chest? I know I shouldn't have left like that, but I was hur-."

"I was too, baybay!" Slapping his chest, he points to himself. "I come home at fuckin fo in the mornin and yuh gone! No note, no phone call, or text! I called yuh over 10 times, Isla! All them times it went to voicemail! And ova and ova I kept replayin that fuckin argument in my head wit no way to apologize! I been so fucked up and down bad ova that! That fa half a year the love of my life couldn't stand to talk to me, see me, check up on me! Nothin!" 

Angrily glaring at her, he stands in front of the bed with a bright red hand mark across his chest from where he was thumping against his bare skin.

"I'm sorry, Felix! I don't know what you want me to say to you! Hearing how you really felt fucked me up! I felt like such a burden to you! I just wanted to let you go to be a young irresponsible 24 year old! To start fresh and forget about me and my shit!"

"But it wasn't ya shit to carry alone! It was OUR shit to work through! Yuh neva gave me the chance to work through it though! Yuh was so fuckin booted up that you shut me the fuck out, completely!"

"I know!"

"Yuh promised me no matter what yuh'd neva shut me out and yuh did, Isla! Ye'aint even come to my graduation! And without yuh I woulda neva even got there!"

"Yes I did." Responding meekly, she chews on her bottom lip.

"W-what?"

"Y-. Yes I did. I stood in the alcove so that you guys didn't see me. I waited the whole time for them to call you. I watched you walk across the stage as the whole stadium erupted for you." Smiling softly, she uses the back of her hand to swipe her tears and shallows thickly. "And it was one of the proudest moments of my life. I'm still so proud of you, Fe. But I thought it was the right thing to let you go. And be carefree to flourish and be dynamic."