Without you

The Set Up

Lovely POV

It was late and the emotions Clay had running through my mind and body. I had to get out of the house since my boys were gone. It was going on 11:45 at night and I called Cole only to get no answer, so I stopped to get some ice cream before I headed to his house. I pulled up to Cole's house, but as I was about to turn in I saw an all white Mercedes Benz pulling out. The windows were tinted too dark to see inside, but I did however, get to see the license plate and it read "Bozzy". I know this isn't another bitch. I pulled into Cole's circle drive thru, and killed my engine. I jumped out and unlocked the door with my key.

"Cole!" I called out.

He didn't respond. I walked up the staircase to his room to see the bathroom light on with steam coming from under the door. I opened the bathroom door to see Cole taking a shower. I opened the shower door.

"Damn Lovely, wassup?" Cole spoke smiling as he continued to wash his body.

"That's what I'm trying to figure out, and considering the fact that your OCD when it comes to taking showers... I think I know wassup" I replied.

Cole laughed again.

"I don't find shit funny Cole. You take four showers a day: 9am, 12pm, 5pm and at 10pm, and Lord forbid you miss your showers by a minute you go crazy. It's almost 12 o'clock at night, so who you been fucking Cole?" I said.

He laughed again.

This nigga think I'm playing.

"Glad to know you paying attention to something for a minute. I thought you forgot that I was here, and you're right, I did mess up and fuck my ex tonight, but I made her leave because unlike you I'm in love with you. And I can't stand the thought of being with anyone else."

"So you can't stand the thought of being with anyone else, but you still fucked her? That makes a lot of sense" I spoke as I turned away and walked out of the bathroom.

Cole was right on my heels with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Hold up Lovely. Here you go playing the innocent role again. When was the last time you fucked Clay?"

I was taken aback by his question, so I remained quiet.

"Exactly, so don't go pointing fingers when it's obvious you ain't gone never leave that nigga alone!" Cole yelled as he began to put on his clothes and lay down.

"It's not like that, Cole. That's what I came here to talk to you about. I'm tired of this back and forth shit. I'm ready to just be happy, so from this point forward I'm yours... that is if you'll have me."

Cole sat quietly just staring at me.