Xolana has only ever had a passion for fashion , but unlike most women her age she was newly a fiancé. Which has caused her to put her dreams on the back burner . But what happens when she meets a man who drives her to be her best self and brings ba...
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" and where the fuck have you been miss.ma'am ain't had you out the house since you been with that man " Lena stated while looking at me with a concerned expression. "You know I've just been playing house wife nothing major" I responded smiling .
I understand her concern trust me I do. But damn is it so bad that I like staying home and catering to my man .
"Girl you are 22 years old , you missing out on life!" Lena expressed taking a sip of her 3rd lemon drop of the night. "Who's missing out on life? I still have me time Lena you know I do , just ever since we've been engaged I just love being around him " I answered hoping it would calm these comments about my love life.
"Here you go ladies compliments of the gentleman with the tattoos at the bar" the waiter stated sitting a bottle of Pinot Grigio on the table. "Thank you" I nodded . "That's all bitch thank you" Lena shook her head with a smile . "Yes are we not currently discussing my fiancé Lena , you can go entertain him if you want he said for the both of us" I replied popping open the wine and pouring me a glass.
"Okay okay whatever , oouu look he's eyeing the fuck out of you Lana" Lena put her drink down and started to get up "wait wait girl what you doing" I expressed confused and slightly concerned.
"Hush" she slapped my down from her thigh and quickly rushed over to the man at the bar. I can't lie he is fine . But as I've stated I'm in love and I am most importantly engaged .
Watching them talk out of the corner of my eye I tapped my leg under the table trying to not show that I was watching.
As Lena came back over to me I raised my eyebrow "so" I questioned putting my wine down "okay don't be mad at me but-" Cutting Lena off I sighed. "Don't even tell me if you know it's going to piss me off Lena don't even spill it "
Lena wasn't the most fond of my fiancé Chris . She feels as though he just put a ring on my finger to keep me around . I've never seen it that way , Chris has always did what will make me happy and that's what making me his fiancé is doing.
"Enough about me I'm so proud of you girl, everytime I walk past the boutique I'm so proud of how far you've come" I expressed taking a sip from my glass . I could feel a slight presence behind me but I ignored it due to how crowded the restaurant was.
"Thank you Xo , it would've been OUR boutique if you ain't let that nigga talk you out of it-" putting my finger up I interrupted her bashing of my relationship once again. "Look Lena , I did what I had to do you know I did , Chris wants me to be put up and I rather be put up then still looking for a relationship by time I'm 30 you know ?"
Lena scoffed clearly this wasn't a favorable topic of ours but it did have the occasion to come up. As college went on I became less career driven the more I was with Chris . He made me feel protected and I enjoyed it , I wasn't going to risk losing him just because I wasn't "ready" for marriage so I said yes.
Feeling a presence behind me I slightly turned around only to be faced with the man from the bar.
"You could have said thank you personally" his thick New York accent rolled every word off the tongue smooth like butter. "I'm engaged" I stated while flashing my ring finger behind me forcing myself not to look at him.
"I didn't ask" the cockiness in his tone suggests that he's definitely used to getting his way sucks for him I enjoy proving people wrong.
"Neither did I , he did that's why I'm with him now have a blessed one mr-"
"Symphony, friends call me Sy I'll see you around Xolana" before I could say something back I turned around to him walking away. "Bitch did you give him my name" i questioned Lena barely able to hide my smile that was fully peeking through.
"Shockingly no I just told him you haven't met the love of your life yet" Lena answered while laughing uncontrollably. Sticking my middle finger up we couldn't help but laugh at the encounter with mr man .
2 hours later.
"Chris babe I'm home you won't believe-" cutting myself off I immediately realized the women's shoes that I stumbled over as I entered the home. I know this nigga ain't got no bitch up in here.
Tip toeing up the steps I heard noise coming from my bedroom I immediately grabbed the hallway light ready to whoop whatever bitch ass is in my bed.
"Oh nigga I know you mothafuckin lying—"
"Now is that any way to speak to your mother in law" opening the door to my surprise it was Chris's mother Evette in my bed watching scandal. Freaky ass Shonda rhymes .
"Oh my god Evette you scared me what are you doing here , does Chris know you're here?" I question putting the lamp down while still in utter shock that his mother is here.
"No but I do have a key so I just let myself in and with all this house none of the beds were as comfortable as this one " she replied while not even looking in my direction.
The entitlement this old hag has is crazy .
Nodding I step out of my bedroom to call my fiancé . "Hey baby I'm on my way home I ended up-" cutting his story short I snapped "why the fuck is yo mama laying in my bed at 1 in the morning I want to wash my ass and get in my bed butt ass naked but yo mama IS IN MY BED WHY IS SHE HERE CHRIS".
"Woah baby calm down ok, she was on her way back to key west and decided to crash here once she got tired I'm sorry I meant to tell you" he anxiously stated clearly shocked with the way I was talking to him.
Rolling my eyes I sighed. "Okay I'll see you when you get here Chris" hanging up I headed towards my room .
"Evette I do need to go to bed though, is there a way I can make the guest room comfortable for you?" I asked while turning my bedroom light on.
Sucking her teeth she paused the tv show turning her head slowly as if I had disturbed her.
"It's fine xolana. I'll go sleep on the bed of rocks in the driveway because that's what it sounds like you want-"
"Evette don't twist my words . Now I'll see you in the morning goodnight" I replied slamming my bedroom door in her face .
Chris's mom never really liked me and ever since we've been engaged it shows why more and more everyday.
Stripping out of my clothes I pre-pared the a lavender bubble bath drinking always makes me feel exhausted and after dealing with that beast I definitely needed to relax.
Hearing the front door opened I smiled , I had missed my man .
"Xolana we need to talk."
"What's wrong babe?" I asked .
"Why was you talking to my mama like someone on the street Xolana i told you about that shit-"
"First of all she was in my bed Christopher . I had every right-"
"Every right to do what? None of this shit is yours . You ain't work for a fucking thing xolana this is MY house that is MY bed , you don't make a single rule in this bitch , what bills you pay xolana " as he stood in the bathroom doorway yelling I felt the same feeling I always feel when we argue.
Regret.
Nodding my head I closed my eyes as I heard the bathroom door slam . I couldn't tell if he was just upset or he has felt this way the whole time.
I thought a relationship was a partnership but according to Chris it was ownership.
