With Pain Come Love 2

Yaya 13

It's no use hiding the fact that I miss him so much it hurts. Me missing him hurts more than he hurt me. He has been begging me and pleading for us to go back to being us for a month now and truthfully speaking I think he's had enough time to figure out what he really wants, who he really wants. His attention towards me has proven to me just how much he wants this, just how much he wants us to work and I hope that he is serious about us as much as I am. He wants me to quit booze and weed?! It hasn't even been 6 months let alone a year and already he is trying to control me, what is this? Why do guys do that anyway? I mean why do they feel the need to tell us to quit certain habits, dress a certain way, speak a certain way and all that ish as though we married? If you ask me it's wrong. Nigga got to stay in his lane. I will dress as I please until I feel need to change my style, walk as I please until I feel like changing and as for the alcohol and weed, it's pointless to quit if you yourself are not willing to. The last thing I want to end up doing is binging. I was in the school studio high and busy painting when my phone rang. It was Melo.
//Me: visitor gone already?
Him: yep. The visitor was Olona
I kept quiet for a while. We last spoke thirty minutes ago. A lot can happen in thirty minutes If you ask me and that Olona bitch doesn't seem like the type to just let shiit go. She seems like the type to go after what she wants and gets it, I'm sure that's how she and Melo even ended up sleeping together.
Him: she gave me a hand job but I stopped her. I swear to God we didn't do anything
Me: I believe you
Him: I hope so. Yaya I couldn't do anything with her because I couldn't stop thinking about you and how much pain I would be causing you
Me: I hear you babe. It's ok and I'm glad you were able to resist her
Him: what are you doing?
Me: i'm in the studio busy painting
Him: isn't it a little late there?
Me: not at all babe. Plus in not alone, I'm with a few classmates
Him: they better keep their hands to themselves
Me: who said it was men?
Him: whatever gender they are!
Me: you crazy
Him: for you, yes. I fucking miss fucking you!
I giggled and looked around before responding
Me: I miss you too
Him: what do you miss?
Me: Melo I'm in class with people around
Him: and I'm in my flat
Me: huh?
Him: i'm sorry, I thought we were mentioning meaningless shiit
Me: very funny Melo
Him: what do you miss Yandiswa?
Me: you. Your dick.
Him: what about us?
Me: send me a picture please
Him: you mad? I never sent you a dick pic when you were here, what makes you think i'll send one now?
Me: I don't know. Because I'll send you a nude
Him: hahaha very funny. You'll send it even if I don't send you a dick pic Yaya
Me: you such an ass
Him: a fine one too.
Me: bye Melo. People are starting to give me funny looks
Him: fine... Bye babe. call me before you go to bed
Me: yes daddy. Bye now
Him: bye beautiful//
The ear to ear smile on my face after dropping the call with bae. It's priceless. Damn I missed him. His voice, his touch, his kiss on my lips, his hands caressing my body, the look on his face when I ride him, fuck I misses him. I missed our sex. Just the thought was enough to make me wet.
"Earth to Yaya"
I was brought back to reality by Andrew waving his hand in front of my face.
Me: hey what's up?
Him: where were you just now?
Me: Melo land as usual
Him: you really love him huh?
Me: you have no idea. Anyway what's up?
Him: I have a favour to ask you
Me: ok I'm all ears
Him: you the best painter here.
Me: obviously
Him: I want you to paint me
I chuckled and then looked up at him. He was serious. Oh my God!
Me: you serious
Him: of cause
Me: ok. We'll talk about this when I'm done here
Him: ok cool. Halla at me when you leaving
Me: sure thing
He went back to his board and left me with my phone and earphones plugged in listening to some good old J-Cole. When I was done better yet when I was bored I got up and texted my roomie asking her to go out to eat and she said we'd meet in our room. I was walking out with my earphones plugged when I felt someone tap my shoulder, I turned around and it was Andrew.
Me: dude what the fuck?!
Him: sorry I frightened you.
Me: yeah sure whatever. What's up?
Him: you said we'd talk when you were done
Me: oh right. Ok I'm listening
Him: i'd actually like you to take picture of me
Me: what kind of pictures?
Him: nude shots... well not really naked, just some shots like the one from the exhibition
Me: those were pictures of my boyfriend I don't think I'm comfortable taking such pictures of you
Him: come on Yaya we friends. What could I possibly do to you?
Me: oh I don't know... I haven't known you long enough
Him: we friends. I would never do anything to hurt you
Me: you sound like my ex... he said the same thing
Him: hahaha well I'm not him. I don't feel comfortable having a guy taking these pictures and the girls in our class are...
Me: annoying, snob, bitches...
Him: you said them all...
Me: i'll think about it yeah?
Him: totally cool
Me: Ayt. I will see you in class
Him: tomorrow?
Me: no. Monday
Him: aren't you coming in tomorrow?
Me: i'm going to church with my room mate
Him: lucky her. So there this party at the Frat house... if you free please swing by
Me: I make no promises. We'll see
Him: let me not keep you
Me: sure
Well that was awkward. I walked to my room with my earphones plugged in all over again. This guy was weird and creepy or maybe it's the weed making me feel some type of way. I don't know, the way he was looking at me made me feel naked. I don't know, it's probably the weed paranoia. My totally awesome room mate Ashanti Walsh, daughter of thee famous Lucinda Walsh and Alex Walsh was standing by the closet trying to figure out something to wear. This girl had a body for days, she was model looking, some victorias secret angels type of body. She was a goddess and she was the most sweetest thing ever. We got along on day one, when I moved in she wasn't home. She came back from town with her hair and nails done, she was so sweet it was creepy and I was sitting on my bed straightening my weave. Anyway she and I are good roommates.
Me: hey Ash
Her: I didn't think you'd be back this early
Me: and as usual you don't know what to wear
Her: you know me all too well honeyboo
Me: wear what you wore to class
Her: i've been in bed all day
She said smiling.
Her: I just finished showering
Me: of cause.
I said hitting my forehead. My Saturdays aren't really Saturdays because I spend the in studio
Me: lets me shower quickly and change out of these
Her: sure thing hone
I took off my scrubs and wrapped a towel around my body and went to the shower.
Her: I heard there's a party tonight... wanna go?
Me: Andrew mentioned it, he invited me actually
Her: we going right?
Me: I don't know. Do you even want to go?
Her: well Serena suggested we go...
Me: fine we'll go
This whole time we were shouting from the other sides of the room. Her and Serena go way back, they grew up together. Serena is a med student and she is a high class drunk, totally cool chick though I'm still trying to understand how they ended up as friends. Serena is more or less like Ledi. Strictly no filter but very loving, sweet, kind and caring. They remind me of Ledi and I.
We called a cab and went to grab something at this other restaurant in town. After a good meal, we took a cab to the place where the party was held. It was pack. Kids from here and parties are like a house on fire, they love partying too damn much. Everyday is a party for these ones. We made our way through the crowd and found Serena by the bar... why am I not surprised, she was drinking and chatting to the bartender.