24 year old Kendia Brown's life has always been great, even through the miniature of bad times she's stumbled upon, still and hardly ever she complains. Who would when life's mostly great?
Being a mother of a 7 year old Liam Davis Jr. Kendia has he...
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"How was the spa," asked Liam as we were in my driveway eating ice cream and donuts.
"Soothing, and much needed. I should be carrying myself often because the kinks in my back aren't nothing to play with. Thanks for carrying me. That's so thoughtful of you."
"You're welcome. And you don't have to go by yourself when you go. I'll go with you every time. I don't mind clearing my schedule for you and my family."
"But...," I began to say but I changed my mind.
Liam said, "no, say what you were gonna say. I'd like to hear it."
I sighed, "are we gonna talk about that thing or are we gonna act like it never happened?"
"The latter preferably."
"Okay cool. But I just have one simple question.”
“Shoot it at me.”
“Why couldn't you have been this way when we were together? Why are you doing this now?"
He took my hand in his, looked me in my eyes and said, "because I didn't realize then how much I took you for granted. Hurting you. Teasing you. Telling you that you're a slut when instead you were nothing short of the best thing that ever came into my life. The way I treated you, Dia, you didn't deserve it. The way you treated me I thought I could've easily found that in another, but I didn't. When I saw the way you laugh with Andrew on Lj's birthday, I was beyond angry. I'm not gonna sit here and lie. And this is gonna sound creepy but I used to look through your window sometimes and I'd watch you and Andrew play hide and seek with Lj and I realized that that could've been us." He sighs. "Kendia, I have no idea what I've done to your self-esteem. But I'm truly sorry. It's not possible for you to cheat on someone you truly love. Maybe that's what the world today wants people to believe, but you just can't do things like that because cheating causes hurt and love shouldn't hurt. I can't imagine the amount of times I caused you to wonder what you did so wrong to make me wanna go to someone else. Truth is, you were damn near perfect and I was afraid that one day you'll break my heart, so I decided to love you at a distance in order to protect myself. You didn't deserve to go through the pain I put you through. For that I don't deserve your forgiveness but you still forgave me. If you didn't, I wouldn't have been sitting here. I'm so grateful to just be in your presence again. So thank you."
I sat there speechless. I had no more of an appetite for my ice cream or my donuts. He bid that I say something but I couldn't; yet I had so much on my mind to say.
After a while of just sitting in the car, I asked the question that's been on my mind all day since yesterday. I asked him, "what are we?"
Hesistantly, he answered, "can we not put a label on it as yet? Let's just see how things turn out after a while. Let the label come naturally."
"Oh...okay then."
He said, "anyway…I just wanted to let you know that I'm leaving the country tomorrow for a few days to a week on a business trip. The kids are going to my aunts until I come back. As soon as I get back I'd like to take you out on a date if you don't mind. You don't have to answer r--"
