Fuck.
All I can think is FUCK. Now I instantly zone off into an emotional whirlpool because well.. he is my first love. I can't believe that Antoine would do something like this to me, but then again i don't even know what it is that "he has done" yet. I'm so confused.
Its like obviously this is some chick. Babymama? Sideline? Wife?.. Lord If it's his wife i just might kill the man. Honestly if it's anyone of them i will probably catch a case. What do i do? I might as well confront him. I mean i don't have that much to lose. If this man is playing me, its not true love, so what's the point?
I seat there and think things over for a bit longer. He still hasn't called me. It's 12:13 am on a Tuesday night (Wednesday morning). I don't understand what he could possibly be doing more important than tryna call his woman. Unless he is with his woman. The thought of that saddens me. I don't know what i would do without my baby. He is my heart, my everything. We have been in this for a minute, 2 years. That's a long time to a little young thang with no life beside dealing with her crazy family and cramming for school.
My palms are slightly moist, i have both hands mushed together like im about to pray or something, which wouldn't be to bad in this situation. Only God knows where my man is right now and what this is all about. I really need someone to talk to and i know my bestfriend Aria is up. She is either in the house bored out of her mind, like me, or caked up with her lover boy.
I grab my cellie and speed dial my Bestie..
phone rings about 3 times when a mature girly voice giggling answers.
I can tell she was definitely with Brandon from the flirtatious giggles i heard before she joyously spoke into the phone..
"Hey Mille"
"Hey Bestie" I reply with the saddest tone i could put on. I wanted her to know i was having a crisis without saying it because i knew if i admitted that right now i would totally break down.
*more giggles*
"W-wassup hun"
I reply " Iam not fine. Its Antoine"
I guess she got the picture because then there was sudden shuffling and whispering and then I hear a door slam. There is alittle more shuffling and she comes back to the phone in totally BFF mode.
"What the hell he do, Spill it!"
I hesistate to reply because HE didnt actually DO anything. Well to me, tonight anyways.
"Girl, tell me why this random number text my phone telling me to stay away from him"
She instantly replies. " The fuck. Stay away from him? Who texted you?"
I bite my lip alittle in frustration.
" Thats the thing G i dont know who it is, but i mean it gotta be some female because aint no nigga gone secretly text a phone telling someone to stay away from another man, and if it is a female, what she want with my man is what i wanna know"
*sighs*
" Damn Mille, thats crazy. i hope it aint no crazy babymama or wife or something because i don't wanna mess up my nails tryna fight no hoe, girl my baby just got em done for me"
We laugh at her girly remark. That's Aria for you. She would be more worried about the color of her hair than if the world was about to end, but i love her. I know at least she cares about me and always gone have my back. That's some real shit because now a days females are way to grimmy.
" Hun, My man waiting on me and I dont want him to get to antsy and fall asleep on me because we got business to take care of, you feel me." She giggles at her own enthusiasm. At least she was getting some loving tonight, and I didn't make a sound at the fact that I wasn't. She caught on and I quickly ended the conversation with her.
I seriously needed some sleep saying now its 2:10 am. I have so much on my mind I doubt I will get any sleep, but surprisingly as soon as my head hit that pillow, I was out for the count.
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The sun was beaming through the blinds I didn't attempt to close last night. I stretch out all over my bed, thinking that would make it feel like a new refreshed day. Last nights' drama episode was still lingering all in the atmosphere. I couldn't shake it. I knew that I would feel this tension until I talked to him. I really need to talk to him. I search for my phone in the puddle of covers and silk sheets I was also tangled in. I found my phone way down by my feet. I read the screen.
1 missed call : 4:07 am Wednesday - Antoine
My heart beats, then anger shoots through my spine. 4:07 am? Why was he calling so late? Maybe I should just call him right now and curse him out. Got people playing games on my phone and got me panicking all night. Not knowing what's going on with him. That's what I should do. I feel he deserves it. A female not gone text my phone for no reason. He, one way or another, gave her a reason to do that. I know it. Unless she just some weird psycho bitch. I doubt that though.
I guess that's what killed me the most. He is lying to me. Maybe I should say not technically lying but, not being completely honest. I didn't know anything about any one else, so I never asked. I should have just followed my regular routine and killed him with questions because I don't have time to play " Get a Clue". He should have gave me a clue from the jump.
Antoine isn't like these other guys. He is smooth and calm .Laid back. Real intelligent. A true gentlemen, But hood. I love that. He makes me feel like a woman, like I'm mature and sexy. I feel protected and confident with him. He is not about all that childish drama and tit for tat type of stuff these young guys rave about. He makes me feel as if i can trust him, with anything... my heart.
Now I don't know what to feel. I'm not gone lie. This got a girl going crazy over here. I'm going to have to play this one smooth though because honestly I don't plan on leaving him and I sure as hell don't plan on losing him. I am not sure how its going to go down.
I pick up my phone and send a text to him.
"We need to talk bae. NOW."
I wait for a reply and before I could even lock my screen, my phone flashes a new message.
" Im Omw." (on my way)
I jet to the bathroom, do a quick wash up, throw on a summer dress and some sandals, then pull my hair into sloppy ponytail. I apply some shimmer to my lips and neutral shadow to my eye. I grab my jacket and my clutch off my dresser.
*phone flashes*
" Outside"
I head for the door. Luckily my mom and little sisters where out at the mall so I could escape the hell hole for a minute and take care of this situation I had on my hands. I walk out the door and down the pathway towards his car. I could pee on myself how nervous i'm feeling. I open the door to the car and that same sexy smell of his cologne makes me weak as I enter his car and slam the door shut.
He gives me a quick look and greets me with a kiss on my cheek. I smirk at the sweet gesture, but my expression quickly returns to serious as I remember the reason for this visit, I fix my mouth to say something but before I could even get it out he interrupts me,
"Her name is Erica."
My eyes tear up as I reach for the car door handle.
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