DREAMING IN FRENCH 🪄

Cynthia

The digits turned up the only thing to look at in a closed lift with no people. I checked my bag for the mirror for one last look check.
The door opened to a long corridor, it's about to rain outside and so not much sunlight makes its way through the big glass window. I walked out and reached at the 6door from the left.

I knocked on the door and waited for a response. My bag felt out of my hand and was now locked outside the door as my boyfriend pulled me in with a hungry kiss.

Mmmm...a moan of pleasure escaped my mouth, as he pulled me closer to his body and away. When he sat on the couch and I felt his manhood just under my female.

He gave a smirk to me... I just love him. It's been 2years and 6months now and I never get tired of him. He is just too much to be asked for more.
I stood up and made my way to the door,
"Hey don't leave you just came", I opened the door and he ran towards me.

"I am not going anywhere Mayson I just need my bag it fell when u pulled me in. Turning around he was too close to me, "no Mayson I have to go to office in 45mims and I must leave soon we don't have the time for it" I pushed him and went straight to the kitchen.

He followed me around and just gave me the same look we met the first time. He looks like he has just fallen in love for the first time.

"Go get ready I am making pancakes for breakfast" taking the required ingredients from the drawer, I feel Mayson's arm snake around my waist "How about you chose my clothes today?" I can feel the chills down my spine as he spoke those morning words.

We both live in our separate units in the same apartment complex but every week we alternate who will make breakfast and who will get the groceries. We met the first time at the mall when I wasn't quite sure about the best items.

3years ago
Looking around for last 10 mins i couldn't just make sure which to choose from the three vase. I am a very picky person but when it comes to shopping I am famous for making wrong decision.
Since I have moved out of my parents house after 20 I must save money and not just get what feels right.

"You seem to lost?"
Huh? I looked towards a manly figure with dark hair and a beard, a man of manners he seem to be
"Mayson, do Need help?"
Aahh...yeah Cynthia, and yes that would be great.
"So what exactly are you looking for?"
"It's my first time like this and I---"
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Present

"Okay but it's the last time this week I am always choosing fits for you..and that seems like a new work for me."
I turn on the stove and waited for the pan to get heated while I get him something to wear.

Mayson: okay, then I will help you and get the mix ready

Um..no not this one or this, no I don't think so. I rejected almost half of his closet till yet and yeah, until now yup perfect for the day. Now which pants to pair up with, I opened the drawer more then usually when i found the pair, or wait which one of these two...
I picked out both from the drawer when a piece of used laungerie came along.

What is this i bent to look at it to make sure it was mine, "maybe I would have forgotten it here"

"Did you got them done yet?"I heard Mayson from the kitchen
"Yeah wait I m finding the perfect pair for you and I will iron them too so might take a few". He giggled a bit "Okay mommy as you say, but make sure to be quick the mix is about to be ready"

I locked the door laughing awkwardly not making it obvious"sure, and stop calling me mommy straight up in the morning it's not healthy "
We both laughed once last time continued.

I just could not seem to remember ever getting a white one, i always get black, red or pink. I could easily make sure it was not new looking at its conditions. My hand went to search for any more such things. My eyes went damp as I found a hair tie with blonde hair strands and the bra for the same white two pieces.

I banged the door open and went straight to the kitchen and hung the two pieces from my fingers.

"Hey listen do you prefer women perfumes these days?" I mocked a laugh.

Mayson : what no?
He gave the same energy for his response...

Then who in the world is you new bitch who smells like broke ass bitch
 
He still continued without turning when I got more frustrated by his act. "What do you mean babe?"

I meant exactly what I said Mayson! A man of manner what? !

"WHAT IN THE FUCKING WORLD, is this smell in your room then a new BITCH Mayson!?"

I am sure my voice my loud enough for the next unit to listen.
He flinched and turned around to look at what I was talking about, I had pretty much made sure about how he was now scared
. "Babe it's-"

" STOP! And don't call me that, who in the broke world are you cheating on me with? It's your second time all you act is possesive of I don't what but now it's none of your to rule! Isn't it weird how you don't want any other boy to talk to me and always have girls as you friends from work from family and idk what"

There it begins I can see his veins trace he has a little bit for anger issues. He squeezed my jaw and began to shout but stopped he left me "exactly" he tried to call himself but no...
"He looks me in my eyes and alternated "It's you-"

What are you going say! it's your? Or it was gift? The audacity you have to speak lie to my face, but is it something new to you?"

Mayson: It must be my sister cyn-

"It's your sister wow, a thought of a well mannered butcheek...but i don't think your sister is a blonde...."I pulled the hair tie to his face. The perfect to see the ring he gave me.

"Well now it's enough and here keep the change 5k you took for a 800 worth ring" I pulled the ring out and threw it to the washroom door...

No doubt that you always took more money then the gift costed everytime cause you were dating two people at the same time? I mean you must really deserve an Oscar for this time, cuz to me I still don't think you can make it to be a movie start."

I threw them both at him and grabbed his phone on the counter next to me..."Wow Madisa a perfect name for a perfect bitch I must say"
It took me no long to click on video call when he tried to snatch the phone from me, and slapped me hard.

I looked at him with my red eyes, We can easily make it that the thunderstorm has started. I took my bag and went to the vase we first brought as out love symbol. Just near the dinning table and threw it onto the table, when the door unlocked and a girl I assume Madisa came in a shocked expression of her surroundings.
"Oh hi MADISA ig! I am Cynthia Her first Girlfriend or shall I say Ex!"

Madisa: what! And how do you know me? And why am I seeing this actually what is all this.

Mayson: babe please listen to me can we talk?
Madisa: talk? BABE! WHO the FUCK am I then?
Just a toy?

Mayson: no i babe i please both of you listen.

" oh no no no. bAbe suck you dick you sisterfucker I am leaving and don't you ever either dare to contact me or show up at my door if you want to live.

I can easily make sure of what about to happen next but i better leave before it's too late for my work.

The lift opened and I went on running to the bus stop. I guess it will be better to cry now so I can just blame rain. I saw my phone as I reached the bus stop. 5 missed calls from kathreen none other then my boss, who has bipolar disorder.
I was about to call back when she called again, i don't know what to expect.

Well worse ig
"Where in the world are you Cynthia and would you mind picking up the call for god's will"
I am here and now tell what happened,
"Didn't I told you today is the important meeting with Sylvie and you had to come early for work today, and if I am not blind i clearly don't see a soul names you here!"

"I- what! I am at the bus stop and wasn't it tomorrow?" It was big deal and no way it all just happened the same day...