Leila
It's New Years Eve, Damian and I chose to go on a date to the sex museum and then downtown for when the ball drops. I told him about the painting I drew of us and had a friend of a friend display it for me inside the museum. I can't wait til he sees it. I'm aware that he knows I shouldn't have to prove my love to him, but I want the world to know how much I really do.
We walked side by side, hand in hand as we gawked at a few paintings and statues together. "I should put you in that position." Damian teased pointing to one of the art displays.
"That doesn't even look possible, baby."
"I wouldn't say that. You're incredibly flexible than you think. Now where's the painting you've been going on and on about?"
"Patience. We should be close."
"I'm curious though. My dick's that good you decided to draw me? Ooooh, I'm flattered." He teases me, sticking his tongue out.
I make a stank face. "Shut the fuck uuup. Don't ruin it with your cockiness."
He laughed. "Alright, alright. Where is it?"
We get to the aisle where my painting's supposed to be but it's not here? "Hm. That's weird. I was told it was gonna be right here. Umm, wait here real quick. I'll be back, babe."
He nods okay and I wander off to find my painting. A couple minutes go by and I still can't find it. "I know it's around here somewhe-." After I turned the corner, I froze in place. "Oh.... My God." Tears are forming in my eyes, my heart's beating rapidly with anxiety. I'm too stunned to speak until a voice pulls me from my vision.
"Like it? Yeah, I do, too." Antonio devilishly states. "You know I saw when you threw my painting in the dumpster that day. I was hurting. But then I thought, "how can I get back at her?" So it occurred to me when I heard you were getting your original painting set up here. I had it switched out. Oh, but don't worry. It's safe though." I can't. I can't. I can't. I need to get to Damian before he finds this.
"Ma'am? Is that you? Might I say, you have such beautiful breasts." A random bystander approached me saying.
"Sir, you two are an amazing couple." Another says shaking Antonio's hand.
"Oh my goodness, honey. How was he?" Some older woman smirks to me.
"Hey, baby. What's all the commotion abo-." Damian finally sees the painting. His face drops as he gulps deeply. He nods slowly then backs away from me. "That's why you brought me here? To show me this?" He scoffed.
"No... Damian." I chased after him, grabbing for his hand, but he snatches it from me.
"Don't touch me." He bits out harshly.
"Baby, please listen to me." Tears start shedding down my face. He continues to walk away, ignoring me. "Damian." I cried.
He spins around and starts charging at me aggressively. My heart pounds quicker than it was before. "You tryna make a fool outta me or somethin'? Huh?! Throwin another dude in my fuckin' face!! ARE YOU CRAZY!?!!"
He's never yelled at me like this before. I was terrified. I begin to ball my eyes out. "Nooo!! Baby, I swear I didn't know anything about this!"
"So you tellin' me you didn't fuck him? That he randomly drew a woman that just so happens to be you, out of nowhere?!!"
I can't seem to hold back any of my tears, because it seems like my whole world is crashing down on me.
"That's what I thought." He turns on his feet to walk away, but I attempt to grab for him again. "Get the fuck off me, Leila!!" He shouts as he snatches himself from my grip again. "That's how you do me?!!!"
"Noooo!! Damian!!" I glanced as he storms out the building, pushing the doors out his way. I try to go after him again, but my heel breaks. I don't care, I try to get to him before he leaves, but I'm too late. He's already in his car and quickly pulls off. It feels like I'm about to vomit out my heart. I really had to sit here and watch as the man that I love... my life, my soul scurry off into the night without me. I feel so crushed and broken.
"I guess that makes us even now." Antonio states from behind me.
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The streets are scattered with drunk assholes and bystanders. Everyone screaming and cheering, preparing for the new year to come in. I roamed miserably, holding my shoes in my hand all the way back to my apartment since it's close by. My feet hurt, it's cold outside, and I can't feel my hands. I've been calling Damian nonstop and he still hasn't answered the phone. I'm worried about him. He did drive off extremely fast. I just pray he didn't get into an accident.
I turned my key into the keyhole, pushing it open. Nia sprints around the corner with a bat in her hand. "Y'all must got a fuckin death wish tryna bust up in my- Lei? What you doing here? I thought you were on a date with hubby?"
She sees the look on my face as I break down to the floor. "Nia..." I began to sob uncontrollably. "He left me."
"What you mean he left you?"
"He saw the painting!"
"What painting?"
"Thee painting, Nia!"
Her mouth falls open. "Ohhh." I continue to cry my eyes out. "I'm gonna call Romeo to cancel."
"No. Don't do that. Don't let me get in the way of y'all night."
"Fuck that. You're my best friend. I love him, but I love you more. You need me right now." I fill her in on everything. She gets up to call Romeo and tells him what happened. She hangs up. "He says he understands and he's gonna go find Damian. Ohhh, babe. Please don't cry you know I hate seeing you like this."
"How could he just leave me like that? And Antonio was sitting there with this stupid ass grin on his face just enjoying the fuckin' show. I fuckin' hate him." I roughly kicked my purse out the way. More tears pour out. I keep calling Damian and still no answer.
Nia snatches my phone. "Just let him breathe, boo. He probably needs some time to himself."
"I tried to explain myself, Nia. He wouldn't listen to me. I've never seen him so pissed at me before. I honestly thought he was gonna hit me for a second."
"I'm sure he would never wanna hurt you, Lei. Just let him cool off." She holds me as a rerun of Damian leaving plays out in my head over and over.
Three hours has gone by, the drunk pedestrians outside begin the countdown. "5.....4.....3.....2.....1 HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!" Yeah. A new year... and I don't have Damian.
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