It Will Always Be You

Chapter 2: Old Memories

{Excuse Errors Please👌🏾Just wanted to get this chapter out🙊}

"Nicki..." The brownskin man spoke as I stood there frozen.

"Miss Maraj," He spoke again but I didn't answer. I was stuck. I laid my eyes on the man behind that desk and nothing but blankness took over me.

He looked no different. The same attractive man that I once fell in love with. He was still him. Everything that I remember seeing; His attractive swag, bright smile, and body.
The only thing that had me upset in this moment was remembering how he left me.. how he ended us. I was still hurt, after all these years.. I was still hurt.

I just stared at him. The man in the room stood off to the side awkwardly as we had our little stare down.

The man cleared his throat then spoke, "Mr. Williams..." No answer.

His hands were folded in front of him as he let us have our moment. It's obvious that we was having a silent conversation, so he let it be.

"Ryan.. can you excuse us for a moment?" Meek finally spoke up and I stood back in amazement.

He remembered me. I know it sounds crazy but the way he ended things between us, I thought he forgot about the love we shared.. but I guess not.

"Yes sir.." Ryan excused himself and I moved out of his way so that he could close the door behind him.

Once the door closed, the tension eased a bit. I didn't want to seem excited to see him, but I couldn't lie. I was.
But I also didn't want him to think that I was waiting for this moment. I was still yet to move on, but I was doing better alone. The stress of a relationship is something I didn't need right now. I was in a committed relationship with the money and that's how it will stay.

"Onika." His voice still had that affect on me. I missed hearing him say my name in that deep Philly accent.

I sighed. I didn't want to yell but I had a lot of anger still built up in me. I wanted to kick, scream, beat.. but I didn't want him to think I was weak.

Meek sat down when he realized I wasn't moving. He sighed and just stared.

"So you not gonna answer me?" Meek asked as he got comfortable and leaned back in his seat.

"I..I.." I stumbled over my words and he chuckled deeply.

"What's funny?" I asked finally collecting my words.

"You..."

"Yeah?...How?" I crossed my arms over my chest and awaited his response.

"You just.. you haven't changed one bit, Nic." He finally said. He sat back as if he was unbothered.

I had so many emotions and feelings running through me at the moment, I didn't know what to do with myself.

"That's where your wrong though.. I matured so much..." I walked towards him slowly and took a seat in front of his desk.

"Well if you've matured that much... how come you can't sit here and have a conversation with me?" Meek asked and he had a point. But he wasn't me and he doesn't know what I'm going through at the moment.

"You don't understand.." I said calmly.

"Understand what?" He asked back quickly.

"How I'm feeling right now..." ..."I.. It's alot." I sighed to keep myself from becoming emotional.

"You know you can tell me.." Meek pushed. He was trying real hard to get me to open up to him again, but I had that wall that he took so long to break down back up.