2 Weeks later
BrookeIt was our first official week on vacation and it's been so stress free and fun. He's finally getting a proper break from all the hard work and traveling that he does, and I'm happy about that. I was currently in the kitchen making some breakfast for us, he was still sleeping so I didn't wanna bother him yet. I also was on the phone with Vanessa trying to help her not worry herself into a damn coma.
"What if he lose interest? You never know B, he the best nigga I ever had for real" She told me.
"Me personally, I don't think he's going to lose interest in you girl. I don't want you to keep talking about negative things and then those shits start manifesting" I told her truthfully as I beat the eggs and added cheese inside.
"You're right.. I hate that my mind does that shit to me. I don't be wanting to think bad, it just be happening sometimes" She told me and I nodded as if she could see me. I can most definitely relate to that.
"Very relatable believe it or not. The same energy we put into thinking what if's? We should put into positive thinking. I sound like an old head but it's true" I said as we started laughing.
"Thanks friend, you always know what to say to my worrying ass. I miss y'all" She said.
"I miss you too real shit, when we get back we gotta do something. I don't care what, just something to make up for lost time" I told her as I added the sausages to the frying pan and scrambled the eggs in the other pan.
"Facts we gonna figure it out but let me let you go. I gotta pick up some shifts today" She said in an annoyed tone.
"I can't wait until you find a job that actually values your time and work, but text me later" I told her .
"Ight love youu" She said dragging it out.
"Love you too girl" I said before we hung up. I finished up everything that was needed in the kitchen.
"Baby.." I heard his raspy voice from behind me. I turned around and he was rubbing his eyes by the hallway frame.
"You okay? I made some breakfast" I said walking up to him, throwing my hands around his waist. He hugged me back tightly with one arm.
"Ima run a bath then come back to eat. My shit killing me" He said holding his arm, the same arm he got shot in before. That kind of made me nervous
"What does it feel like? Like a sharp pain?" I asked him, observing it like I'm a nurse.
"Nah this shit is rushing through my entire arm, i don't know what it is. It healed perfectly fine the doctor said" He said as we slowly walked to the bathroom together. I turned his arm towards the lights in the bathroom to get a real good look and it doesn't even look like anything is wrong or irritated.
"Baby there's nothing there. You probably slept the wrong way" I reassured him. He sighed and started brushing his teeth.
💭Bashar
This shit feeling weird. I don't normally feel pain in this arm so it's funny how I'm feeling it now and we're in a different fucking country. I finished in the shower and 15 minutes later I was hungry."C'mon mamas, let's go eat. I told her, takin her hand. We walked to the kitchen and I seen the set up she had goin on. I looked at her and pecked her lips a few good times.
"You doing shit like this, ima have to propose sooner than expected" I said taking my phone out, I gotta get a picture real fast.
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De Todo"I ain't gon lie.. I need you" He told me in that raspy tone that I've grown to fall in love with. "I love you baby" I replied with a kiss on his lips.