Pleasure Over Business

Chapter 3

As I drove off, thousands of questions filled my head.

Was I too emotional? Am I a bad kisser? Was there something in my nose? Omg! There was probably something in my nose!  

As I pulled up into the driveway, I stopped the car and banged my head against the steering wheel. I raised my head slowly, pulling down the mirror above me. I look so drained out; my hair is frizzy and all of my lip gloss that I put on from before is gone.

I wonder why?

I walk into the house to hear the tv blasting. My other close friend Violet, is watching tv as she lays down on my coach. I was surprised to see that she dyed her hair jet black, it looked nice with her brown skin and hazel eyes. She wore a purple t-shirt and black pants to match her hair.  

I place my car keys on the kitchen counter, kicking off my shoes. She sticks her head up from the couch, looking up at me furious.  

 "Aaliyah! Where have you been? I've been worried sick! It is two hours past your bed time!" She yelled.  

I had lost track of the time to see it was 12:04am. I guess I was driving longer then I thought.

"Oh shut up! I don't want to talk. I'm going to bed."  

She opened her mouth to say something then closed it. She looked at me up and down to realize I looked like complete crap. I walked passed her towards the stairs to my bedroom, but she jumped in front of me holding me at arms length.  

"What's wrong honey?" She said softly. I sighed. 

"Nothing, I'm perfectly fine, see," I gave her a half smile."Wait, where's colette?"

"Don't give me that crap! And she's in the shower."  

I knew she wasn't going to let me go without me telling her.  So I told her everything that happened.

"Maybe he forgot something or he had to do something."  

"You rea-"  

"I WANT TO DANCE WITH SO-"  

"COLETTE! SHUT UP!" Violet and I yell at the same time. Then we heard a loud omph!

"Never! Destract someone after they just came out the shower!" She yelled back. "Now my booty is red."

"Maybe now she'll shut up." Violet sneered.  

"What was that?" Colette replied.  

"Nothing." She said under her breath.

"I love having you guys here. You two always make me feel better!"  

"Well that's what Colette and I are here for." She smiled.  

Violet and I hugged eachother, and found a movie on tv. After the movie ended, Violet and Colette left.  

I then got into the shower and put on my pj's. I looked over at the time to see that it was 1:15am. Good thing it was Sunday, I don't know how I would of been waking up later.  

***

I woke up and looked over at the clock to see that it was twelve. I got up brushed my teeth and put my hair in a ponytail. I got dressed in my running clothes and ate an apple; getting ready to go to the track.

I couple minutes after I drove off, my phone suddenly began ringing. I pulled it out my pocket and saw it read Christian. I really didn't want to talk to him so I let it ring. 5 minutes later he called again; I was already at the track so I left my phone in the car.  

As I jogged I couldn't help, but think about him. I went to the track for a reason, to clear my head. I never wanted to feel this way again after my last brake up three years ago. I never really count it because I was stupid and didn't know what I was getting myself into.  

When I got back into the car, I saw that I got 4 miss calls from Colette, 2 from Christian, and 1 from Violet. As I drove home, I decided to stop at Pana for a smoothie.  

I walked in, and I heard a familiar sexy, deep voice coming from the back. It was Christian.

"Tell Lisa that I'm going to take care of it. What part of that don't you understand!" I hear him yell from the corner in the back.

I took a glance at him to see if he saw me, but he was looking out the window next to him. It seems like everywhere he goes he is always wearing a suit. He's great at what he does, but I wish I knew what he was thinking half of the time. I could never get pass those grey eyes.  

I took my smoothie and walked out. I couldn't face him, not like this. I got in my car and took my hair out of my ponytail. A tear dropped from my eye. I hate feeling this way.  

Before I drove off, I looked up to see him looking at me with a sad look on his face. As if he wanted to help. I drove off, before I lost it.