The Weight Watchers

Chapter 8: fairuz

      After a week of not thinking about Ro, he suddenly popped back in my mind. Tempted to call him as I closed down the center for the day, but, I refused after so many unanswered calls. I couldn't understand where I went wrong. So stupid to fall for a man who only wanted sex claiming he didn't. My phone rung jarring away my thoughts. Seeing the name on the screen I almost answered but decided against it. I wanted and needed some attention. Someone to talk to even if it was the last one on earth I wanted it from. Thoughts of Ro confirmed I shouldn't answer to another narcissist. Even though I wish it was him calling. I answered the call by accident trying to clear it.
     "Shit...Yes, Derek?"
     "Hey, how are you doing?"
     "Fine, and yourself?"
     "Better now that I've gotten to hear your voice."
     "Is that so?"
     "Yes. I was thinking I could stop by and we could talk."
     "I'm about to leave work..."
     "Great. I'll meet you meet you home."
     "No..."
     He had hung up before my protest was heard. Maybe I could give him some one more time. Use him like he used me. Get mines and kick him out. I double checked if everything was locked before pulling off to head home.
     Once I made it to my block the beautiful sunset cast a glare across my windshield. Breath taking and also dangerous. I could barely see a thing. A few houses from my driveway I could see a figure sitting on my steps the closer I got. Each house I passed my smile grew bigger, heart rate increasing. Pulling into my driveway I almost forgot to put the car in park before getting out without bothering to close the door. I couldn't help it, I ran straight into his arms. Picking me up and kissing me before whispering in my ear,
     "I see somebody miss me." He said placing me back on my feet resting his hands on my butt. Punching him in the shoulder I said,
     "Where have you been Romain!? Yes I miss you. I've missed you badly. How could you leave me that way?"
     "I lost somebody close to me. I was having a hard time."
     "That's your reason? I'm sorry for your loss but you could of told me. I would have been here for you."
     "I know. I know. That's my fault. Ow! stop hitting me."
     "I don't know what else to do to you stupid."
     "Kiss me, don't hit me and smile. Look at me. You know I miss that smile. I miss you Fairuz."
     "No you don't."
     "Why do you think I'm here? I told you it wasn't only about sex. There's more to you than what meets the eye. Even though thats enough to keep me happy, there's more I wanna see."
     "What else is there since you know?"
     "The side of you that opened my heart in such a short time. And, flooded my mind with thoughts of you night and day."
     "I see you haven't missed a step with the slick talk."
     "Who the hell is that?" He asked watching a car pull in behind mine.
     It was Derek. Ro released me stepping beside me as he approached.
     "Fairuz, it's really nice to see you again. You should of told me you've found yourself a new...um, guy." Derek said looking Ro up and down.
     "Derek, this is Ro, my boy..."
     "Ro. Just Ro?" he said cutting her off. "He doesn't have a full name. Im Derek Archibald."
     He extended his hand to Ro.
     "Hold up, main man." Ro began, ignoring his hand. "I don't give a fuck who you are. You not gonna disrespect me like I'm not standing here with that dumb ass smirk on your face. You think that car and that cheap ass ill fitted mens warehouse suit make you somebody of importance? You looked me up and down but, now looking to her for help, for what reason? This the dickhead you divorced" He asked looking at me now? I barely nodded wondering if it was rhetorical. Of course it wasn't. "How about you turn around and hop in that old ass Benz. Whatever you and her had going on, that's over. Done. She mine now. Me and her is us. This your only warning chief. Next time, if I slap the skin off your face that meant I was in a very good mood still smelling Fairuz on my lip."
    "I don't have time for this. I'm gonna go." Derek said visibly shaken.
    "Time? Your timing is way off buddy. Check that cheap ass watch, see if the battery still working. If you need some property google Ro."
    He left in defeat and utterly embarrassed.
    "Did you have to go off on him like that? Poor guy." I said smiling as Derek pulled off. I couldn't believe Ro reacted like that. I was shocked.
    "That wasn't going off at all. I wasn't even snapping. I actually feel like a coward now. He's a chump, I did too much talking. I wanted to break his face."
    "Well I feel special. I'm yours now, huh?"
    "You were the one about to say boyfriend."
    "I was going to say boy toy."
    "Yeah, ard. You been mine and you been special. I don't see how there's a moment you ever felt otherwise." He said laughing, retrieving my purse and briefcase from the car. I went to open the house door. When he sat my belongings on the table just beyond the door I kissed him. "Don't get comfortable."
    "Why not? I asked.
    "We're leaving Ms. Fairuz."

    He drove me to his house, handing me my own key as we stood on the door step. I unlocked the door, entering with him behind me. I sat on the sofa in the living room breath taken.
    "This, is your home now too."
    "Really." I beamed.
    "Yes. All that time away from you made me realize how much I care about your crazy self. I'm in love with you. I love you Fairuz."
    "I love you too Romain." I was hugging myself for some reason as he stood over me looking me in the eyes. I could just cry.
    "What's my last name?"
    "Wells. I've seen your I.D. What's mine?"
    "Uhh..."
    "Damn shame. It's Chilombo. Don't forget it."
    "How could I. Chilombo, like Columbo."
    "Where's my friend?" I asked reaching in his pants.
    "You wanna tell me about Derek first?"
    "Not really but, alright. He's the one I was engaged to that I sort of told you about."
    "You were gonna marry him?"
    "Yes. Don't judge me. He's not bad looking. He's from a good family. He was abusive. Very."
    "What!? Now you mention that?"
    "Not physically. Verbally, mentally. He made me feel terrible. Like I wasn't worth two dirty pennies. He made me believe I wasn't until I met you."
    "You're priceless."
    "Thank you baby. I called off the engagement. One night we were eating dinner, the bell rings. Of course he made me answer it. I open the door, there's a female standing there. Nice looking women. Pretty. "Can I help you?" I ask. She replies, "are you Tara". Taken aback now, I say, "Yes. Who might you be?" She says, "Victoria." Spat in my face, throwing a positive pregnancy test at me. I was so distraught that I just fell to the floor in tears, wiping saliva off my face. All I did, all I put up with for and from that man and he get's some whore pregnant. I packed my things never returning. I stayed at my fathers for a while. Like a week. He got me the BMW to cheer me up. Slowly I got over him, moved into my own place and made the mistake of allowing him to come over. He used me again for the last time that night. Four years wasted."
    "Not necessarily."
    "What do you mean?"
    "We go through what we go through for a reason. It molds us, makes us who we are. You can let it make you bitter or better. Now look at you. Stronger and wiser than before. That pain will allow our love to flourish even more because you know that hurt. Besides, you stuck with me now. Derek can go crawl in a giraffe ass."
    "Stuck with you? Like forever? Hell no! I thought..."
    "You thought what lady?"
    "Just kidding."
    He scooped me up throwing me over his shoulder. I screamed like a kid, he slapped me on the ass carrying me up the stairs. We ended up in the bathroom. He ran the water and we showered together. Ro washed my entire body. No sex. Dried me off and lotioned my skin with shae butter. Every inch. Now laying flat on my stomach, naked, while he massaged my backside.
    "I owe you a massage don't I?
    "Sure do you can start here," I pointed to my shoulders. "And work your way down."
    Making his way down my back he spent extra time on my behind. I enjoyed it. My thighs, calves. Rolling me over he began to massage my feet. Up my legs skipping my vagina to my waist up to my stomach. Up to my breast, taking his time teasing my nipples. Rubbing, tugging, pinching. Oh gosh. My neck, shoulders, arms, hands. Back to my breast before parting my legs massaging my inner thighs. Inching closer to my hotbox.
    "You got a fat pussy."
    "Is that a bad thing to you?"
    "Not at all. It's pretty."
    "As long as you like it."
    "Love it."
    "I love how you touch it and kiss it and fill it up. Pleasing me. I miss that so bad."
    "No need to miss it anymore. Whenever you want it, it's yours. Whatever you want, all you have to do is name it. I'm waiting."
    "Lick it. Kiss it. Suck it. Taste it baby. Like its the best flavor on earth."
    "It is."