The New Guy

Really Bitch?

Last night after the bar closed Tommy and I continued to drink the night away. I loved the way he listened to everything I said, I loved the way he looked at me, and I just loved how well the conversation flowed with him. With Vic, he never truly listened to the words I said. It felt like he only heard what he wanted to.

I roll out of bed and walk to the kitchen for a glass of water. I drank a lot last night and I have a slight hangover. As I pour myself a glass I hear my phone ringing in the room. I quickly run to grab it. I smile seeing it's Tommy.

"What took you so long? You don't wanna talk to me."

"I wasn't near my phone. Calling pretty early aren't we." I ask noticing it's 8:32 am on a Saturday.

"Nah never too early to talk to you, girl. I's just checkin on you."

"For?"

"You tried to out-drink me. I know your pretty little head is spinnin'." He says cockily. The sad thing was. He's not lying.

"You could've just sent a text you know," I say sipping my water.

"Nah, I'd rather hear your voice"

"oh yea," I ask trying to hold back a huge smile

"Yea yeah,  well listen I'm picking you up at 8:00 tonight. Wear something sexy."

"What makes you think I ain't busy?"

"You ain't too busy for me are you ?"

"Where you wanna meet?"

"Nah girl Ima pick you up. All gentleman and shit."

"I guess I have to send you my address then."

"Or I could just come find you." He says jokingly

"Goodbye Tommy," I say laughing hanging up the phone and placing it on the bed.

  I couldn't help but smile and feel all giddy thinking about Tommy asking me on a date. I down the rest of my water before jumping in the shower. I shave everywhere and decide to wash my braids and scalp from the week's products.

After my shower, I throw on my robe and walk into my room. Before I could get dressed heard a loud knock on my front door. I check the clock seeing it's only 9:00 am, and I wasn't expecting anyone coming over this early. I unlock the safe grab my gun and slowly walk towards the door.

"Celestial open the fucking door." I hear Vic say on the other side.

"Vic what the fuck are you doing here," I ask opening the door before my neighbors hear anything.

"You blocked my number Celestial. Why?." Vic says sternly

"Because we ain't together and I don't need your number and you sure as hell don't need mine."

"I'm sorry Vic but I can't compete with Walter. You're more committed to your father than me." I say wiping his tears

"I told him I was bringing you to Sunday dinner this week." He said slowly

   Sunday dinner is really special to the Flynn family. The only way you'd get an invite is if you marry a Flynn.  The three years Vic and I have been dating he's been trying to convince his dad to let me come to dinner, and every time the answer is No.

"Yeah like he's gonna allow that. Did you forget who I am?" I yell. It really fucked with me that Vic couldn't see his dad didn't like me because of my skin color.

"Celeste you're coming. I'll be here to pick you up at 5:30. And Don't wear anything purple, my dad hates that color." Vic says kissing my forehead before walking towards the door.