My Desires

Chapter 52- Things Happen

Enzo's POV

"How are you still mad at me?" She sighs as we stepped into her house. "I apologized, I gave you sex."

"Sex isn't always the answer to everything."

Her mouth gaped.

"I can't believe those words just came out of your mouth."

"Yuh disrespect mi fi fuckery and think seh mi go ova it just suh?" I hissed.

Alyssa nahve nuh respect fi people privacy to.

And Allison succumb to her madda like she a still some likkle youth.

I would've intervened if I knew my relationship with Alyssa wasn't a big deal to Allison.

But den again, dat cya happen a next time.

She need fi know har boundaries and eh look like Allison too fraid fi show har.

"And I am really sorry." She sighs and walks up to me. "What can I do?"

The worst part about all this is I cannot stay mad at her.

Love too fucking complicated.

Allison has too much of advantage over me and I'm beginning to feel like I'm not in control of my self.

"I'll be back soon." I told her and walked back to the door.

"Enzo you're gonna make me cry." Her voice was filled with sadness. "I don't want you to be mad at me."

Her eyes clouded with tears and that made my walls tear down.

I sighed and hugged her. "I'm not mad."

I am.

"You're lying." She sniffles and hugs me tightly.

I kissed her forehead. "I never lie."

"Are you sure you're not mad?" She looks up at me.

Yuh can love smaddy and waah murder dem a eh same time?

I gave her a smile. "I'm sure."

She smiles and kisses me. "I love you."

"Ah, mi soon fawud." I told her and she grips me tighter.

"I love you." Allison says more sternly.

"I love you too." She smiles when I tell her back.

"Okay bye." She releases me from her hold.

Why can't I stay mad at this woman?

*****

Allison's POV

Brite.

He doesn't get to be mad at me.

I'm the one who's supposed to always be mad, not him.

I get mad at him not the other way around.

Girl just shut up.

Maybe I should.

I grabbed up my hamster who came running to me. "Hi baby."

"That little..."

"Do not speak ill of my hamster, Ms. Evelyn." I cut her.

"I'm sorry. Good morning Ms. McKenzie. " She greets politely with a smile.

"Good morning to you too. And look, Enzo proposed." I showed her the ring and her grin widens. "But I already think he is regretting doing that."