As the plane descended upon D.C. I felt a sense of relief wash over me... I was home and to me there was no better feeling. I'm not going to beat around the bush, the whole throuple thing wasn't for me... I tried it, it was fine, but I'm selfish... if I'm with you, I want only YOU, and I felt like Daniel's preference leaned more towards Wootie. For ME it was just hard to accept MY nigga getting fucked, I'm a bottom, full stop, and the thought of my nigga getting fucked by someone else... it really turned me off. There is another reason I had grown distant from Daniel, y'all know I've never really liked Wootie like that in the first place and the only reason I put up with him is because it made Daniel happy.... but that another reason well... we'll get to that later. The plane landed and I damn near ran off the plane, I just wanted to get home, lay in my own bed, and eat some of my mom's cooking.... I had a lot of stuff so it took a while for me to get all my bags but once I had everything I started walking towards the exit and saw Ramses waiting... I tried not to roll my eyes but it was difficult, I just knew he was going to lecture me the entire ride and the worse part is my fuck Airpods were dead so I would have to listen, even if I didn't want to.
"How was your flight?" Ramses asked, and I swear I could feel my eyes starting to roll but I played it off subtly.
"It was fine, I slept through most of it... even with all that sleep I feel like the second I get home I'm going to sleep for the next three days." I said and Ramses nodded like he understood what I was going through but he had no idea. "Umm you ready to get outta here? I'm tired of airports." I said wanting to get home. We walked outside and Ramses helped me with my bags, though I never asked him to.
"So... where are you going? I know you said you wanted to go home but Damon talked to Daniel and he said you could use his car to get around... he feels really bad about how things went and wants to make it up to you." Ramses said.
"Let me guess... I would have to go to Damon's to pick it up where he's waiting to question me about my actions.... I'll pass." I said finally relenting and rolling my eyes. Don't get me wrong I still loved Daniel, but I was tired of the antics... if he really cared about me he would've flown back with me... he made his choice.
"Damon isn't there... and I missed work in order to pick you up from the airport so you can lose the attitude because I didn't do anything to you." Ramses said gripping the steering wheel and I was about two seconds away from cussing his ass out but I wasn't trying to make things even more awkward.
"Whatever...." I said putting my Airpods in, even though they were dead I wanted to pretend like I was blocking him out.
As I sat there I got a text asking when my plane landed, I sent a quick reply letting him know I was in D.C. heading home. His one-word response let me know what was on his mind. 'Smoke?' I quickly responded and put my phone up because even though he was focusing on the road, I didn't want him in my business. We got back to my place and Ramses insisted on helping, I was just ready to be rid of him so I didn't argue, when I got inside my mom was dancing in the living room.
"Zoriah, I didn't know you were coming home today... did something happen?" She said half-excited/half-confused. I nodded but grabbed all my stuff and made my way to my bedroom. In the nearly two hours it took for me to shower and change, Ramses was still in the living room talking to my mom. "Zoriah...." She said but I just kept walking with nothing but an overnight bag on my shoulder.
One of the good things about my neighborhood was that it wasn't too far from Howard, so the walk to campus didn't take that long. I had been sneaking onto Howard's campus since I was like fifteen, so I knew my way around... since it was the holidays the campus was pretty empty. I should've been nervous, but strangely I was excited... though we had never met in person, our many phone conversations and text messages made me feel like I knew him my entire life.
