Devin;
Three months after divorce;
Sometimes when I think of her I just feel empty, like the moment of signing those divorce papers are so surreal. I wonder if I did something different would we still be together? She doesn't answer her phone or her DMs. I know her too well now, she will commit to this guy that she called "new found love," in interviews and she will be done with me. I should be happy, an elephant in the room addressed, a burden off of my chest. So why do I feel so fucking empty...?
"Ugh!" I screamed as I put my head in my hands.
"What Dev? You don't like the cut?" Don asked.
I shook my head before replying, "it's not the cut, it's me, I'm in my head again," Don put the clippers down and walked over to me. She pulled me into a hug, which is rare for her. She never shows any emotions, even when her grandma passed she said "welp she lived a good life," and walked out the funeral, never cried once but something was different about her today.
"I know it's hard Dev, and I am sorry you are going through this, I hate how you are hurting and she's off to Las Vegas with that guy, I hope your heart heals, I know I am not the emotional type but since I am Prego and all I have been feeling shit I ain't use to," she said as she wiped some tears and stood back to look at her work.
"Congratulations Don, I know you and your husband wanted this for a long time, you should have told me, you should be sitting down; I have some fresh cut up fruit, you want a bowl?" I asked as I stood up from my chair.
"No, no, now seat yo ass down before my work is done, I know you fridge got a built-in mirror," she said.
"Actually I don't though, she took the fridge with her," I said as I pointed to a plain white refrigerator.
After she was done giving me a temple fade afro cut with a three line design it was time for her to dress me up. She claimed I had a date tonight with success and that I was accompanying Nubbie to the Billboard's award show because she needed assistant with her dress since she couldn't be there.
She handed me a silver and black shirt with a dragon pattern on the left side and black fitted pants with dress shoes."Y'all really making me do this?" I asked.
"Do it for my unborn child," Don added.
Nubbie walked to me with a smile. "I know this is a lot to ask of you after all you have gone through with her, but can you do it for me and you? You owe it most to yourself to feel better," she said. I smiled I knew she meant it. She was always great with words. I nodded.
"I will be the best date you have ever had and don't think you can skip out of me gimbap, tteokbokki, ramen, and chicken you promised me after," I said.
"Gosh Dev, your such a fat boy in a skinny man's body," she joked.
"I'm not that skinny anymore," I commented before going to the bathroom to change my clothing for the evening. I was surprised when everything fit and I was happy to be getting out the cooped house for once. Sobah text earlier and said he would meet us later for food and that he was working a double tonight. He is a hard worker and I thankful for that, he is more help than I would ever be. I stepped out of the bathroom to the living room of beautiful ladies.
"Wow, you look amazing Dev," Don comment.
I blushed it's been a while since anyone commented on how good I looked. I turn to Nubbie who was getting her hair styled for tonight. "You look good Dev, it's a pleasant change" she commented.
"Oh girl shut up! This outfit is the panty soaker three thousand," Don said. We all laughed at her comment she always had something off the wall to say. "One more thing," she added. She put the curlers down and went outside to her car. she came back with a small white box. She handed to me.
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