Chapter 5.

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"Angelllll, you have another delivery." Our house mother Dolores came walking towards the stage holding a big bouquet of red roses. I frowned looking at them. For one, I hate roses and everybody knows that. Don't get me wrong, the flowers are so beautiful but roses are not my cup of tea. They remind me of funerals. When my parents died, everybody kept sending red and white roses to our house. The day of their funeral it was worst, roses consumed every inch of the funeral home. It felt like they were suffocating us.

I haven't liked em since. "I don't want em." I shook my head. "Really? But they're soooo beautiful." She frowned and looked down at them. "I'm happy you like them because they're yours." I smiled at her. "Really?" Her face lit up. "Yup." I nodded. "Well thank you so much." She smiled and started heading towards the dressing room. "Why is Jabari acting like he don't know you? Don't he know you hate roses?" "Exactly." I rolled my eyes. "Let's take a quick break and we can get back to practicing." I said to Lala as I sat down.

"Ouu good cause I'm hungry, I'll be back." She bent over and undid her heels. "Where you going?" I started taking mine off too. "Girl to the kitchen to put in an order, you want something?" She asked as she slipped her feet in her Gucci slides. "Oh yes, get me anything please." My stomach started grumbling at the thought of food. "I got you." She walked down the steps of the stage. My phone started ringing from the Dj booth.

Today is Monday, the club is closed on Monday's so all the girls come in and practice. I slipped my feet in my slides and made my way to the booth to grab my phone. I rolled my eyes as I read the name. "What do you want?" I said with an attitude once I answered. "Why you ain't been returning none of my calls or text?" "Because I don't wanna talk to you." "Well you been getting the stuff I been sending you?" "Mh hm." I mumbled uninterested in this conversation.

"You liked the flowers I just sent you?" "No!" A mug formed on my face. "Why would I like them? You know how I feel about roses, is this some kinda joke?" I snapped. "Roses? Dang baby my bad. They must've sent the wrong ones or I did something wrong cause I ain't send you no roses. If I did I'm sorry." "It's okay Bari." I sighed. "Nah let me make it up to you, let me send the correct ones." "No please don't." I rushed out.

"Why you acting like I can't do something nice for you?" "Because you do this every single time! You get mad about my job, start an argument with me, call me all outta my name and accuse me of doing ridiculous shit that you know I'll never do. Then, when I stop talking to you which I have every right to do so, you start love bombing me. Stop! It's not fair, just give me my space!" "I've given you space have I not? It's been a whole week now."

"And you've been harassing me this whole week!" I stressed. "Harassing you? How the fuck am I harassing you and I'm yo boyfriend!" He snapped. "You know what? You right." I started chuckling and nodding my head. "I'm not doing this with you today, you got it. You have a great day love." And I hung my phone up and put it back on do not disturb. I massaged my temples then walked back to my spot I was at before.

I sat back on the floor, resting my back on the pole with my legs crossed at the ankles just thinking. "You okay?" I looked up and Delilah was walking towards me looking concerned, holding two bottles of water in her hands. "Yeah." "No you not." She sat next to me. "I just got off the phone with Jabari." I sighed as she handed me a water. "Honestly Dee I'm soooo sick of him and all this arguing shit. Like do you know how annoying that shit is? I'm arguing damn near everyday with him now!" I huffed.

             "I love him, I really do but he making it hard for me to wanna stay with him." I took a sip of my water. "So leave him. I don't think you should stay somewhere where you're constantly feeling miserable. It's not right and it's not fair to you! Then for you to tell me the shit he was saying during that last argument, leave his bitch ass!" She rolled her eyes. "I honestly should've just ignored him that night I met him! But he was so sweet and the conversation with him just came so naturally." I started reminiscing on the way things used to be.

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