Make You Feel

Chapter 5

"Rain on me,

Lord won't you take this,

Pain from me?"

Ashanti surely sang how Malaysia felt. She was so tired of the rain and the pain. Malaysia couldn't sleep or eat. She wondered why. Why she had to get treated the way she do? Malaysia did no wrong but wrong is always done to her. Shit ain't right. It's been 2 days since the whole fiasco and Malaysia couldn't get out the bed. No matter how hard she tried to pretend it didn't, this shit really cut her deep.

2 years. So much time invested into one man and now Malaysia had nothing to show for it but a broken heart. Malaysia got up to use the bathroom. As she flicked the light switch on, reality hit her.

"Fuck!" Malaysia cursed to herself. FP&L cut her lights off. All she could do was cry. Malaysia wasn't getting paid until next week, so that meant no electricity for a whole 7 days. She knew seeking her mother's help wasn't an option. She would be like "I told you so," and Malaysia just didn't feel like hearing that. Making her decision, she chose to just stick it out. No longer in the mood to stay in, she threw on whatever and left out.

"Hey, Aja. Let me get the 2 for 1." Malaysia told the bartender as she sat at the bar. That would be enough to distract her from her life if just only for awhile. She needed to think this following week out thoroughly.

"What am I gonna do?"

* * *

His phone rang for the third time and he became irritated.

"Why you calling my phone?"

"Baby, I miss you."

"What part of we're done that you don't understand? You made your bed now lay in it." Ahmir had gave this woman everything and she just milked him for what he was worth.

"Baby, come on you don't mean that." Ahmir laughed at her.

"Oh, yes I do. You're nothing but a gold digging bitch. Stop calling my fucking phone!" He hung up on her.

Ahmir grew angry just thinking about the deceitful woman he once had feelings for. Feeling the need to unwind, he made a quick stop before going home.

"I don't care what you give me, just make it good." Ahmir told the bartender before loosening his tie and taking a seat. He looked to his left and recognized her skin. His day immediately got better.

"You never called." She turned around and greeted him with her million dollar smile.

"I didn't know you were waiting. A man like you seems like he has women on call to be used at his disposal." Malaysia told him. Before responding, Ahmir took the time to appreciate her appearance. Clad in a floral romper that rode up her voluptuous thighs and yellow converse, Ahmir thought that she was the most breathtaking thing. Even on her simple days.

"How did you figure out something like that?" Ahmir wanted to know her way of thinking.

"I mean look at you."

"What about me?"

* * *

Malaysia looked him up and down. Dressed in a soft gray button up with a navy tie, some slacks, and what seemed to be some designer shoes, Ahmir was impeccably dressed. This was a complete 180 from the thuggish apparel she saw with Randall on the daily. Her eyes traveled up to his well groomed face. Everything trimmed to perfection, nothing was out of place.
Damn, this man is making me hot. Malaysia fanned herself.

"It's your eyes." Malaysia finally spoke. To her, they resembled olives with a hint of gold. "Any woman is a goner once she gets caught in their spell."

"Is that so? Are you speaking for yourself, Ms. Malaysia?" Malaysia smirked.

"Oh no, you're not going to catch me." With that, Malaysia stood with every intention of leaving Ahmir at the bar. He gently tugged on her arm.

"What's the rush? You don't wanna drink with me?" He made puppy dog eyes and Malaysia thought she melted in his grip. Why is this man so fine?

"Thank you." He grinned, showcasing a dimple in his right cheek.

"Did I say that aloud?" The blush can be seen on Malaysia's cheeks. Beyond embarrassed, she didn't know how to recover from this mishap. Lifting her head back up, Ahmir told her, "Pick your head up beautiful, don't want your crown to fall."

"Who sent you?" Malaysia had to know if he was a blessing from God or a dirty trick from the devil. This man just too good to be true, he had to be from that damn lucifer.

"What you mean who sent me?"

"Exactly what I said, who sent you? You can't be real, you're the type of person that's written down on paper or seen in a dream. Not real and alive in the flesh. You must come with a catch. Am I just another conquest to be made?" Malaysia fired off, Ahmir seemed to be taken aback.

"Is that what you see yourself as? A conquest?" Malaysia looked at her shoes. She didn't want her insecurities to be known but she just unintentionally showed her hand.

* * *
Ahmir couldn't understand how a woman as breath taking as Malaysia did not see her own value. Placing a 50 on the table for both of their drinks, Ahmir took Malaysia's hand and lead the way out of Chili's.

Unlocking the doors to his black on black 7 series BMW, he instructed her to get in. Once inside he let down the passenger visor, exposing a mirror. Turning his attention to Malaysia, he asked, "What do you see?" Fiddling with her fingers she answered.

"Nothing." He saw the lone tear escape from her eye that she quickly wiped away. Cupping her chin, Ahmir gently turned her face to his.

"You're wrong. God took his time when he created you. You're exquisite, beautiful, gorgeous. I'm running out of synonyms but you understand. I need you to see that for yourself."

"That's the thing, I don't."

"Let me help you see that."

"I have to go." Ahmir couldn't even protest, she moved swiftly. He sighed. He thought he was close to getting Malaysia but he see that he was too far. He watched her exit the parking lot to an unknown destination. Ahmir wanted to follow her instead he decided to just go home.

She'll come around eventually or so he thought...

It's slow, it's slow. I know. But let's have a question, shall we?

Who do you think Ahmir's ex is? Hmmmmm.

SN: For those who has ever felt as if they wasn't beautiful or didn't understand their value. Please be sure to wake up every morning and look at yourself in the mirror and tell yourself that you are beautiful because it's true. Never let another person break you down. Nobody should have the power to make you feel less. You is beautiful, you is kind, You is important! REMEMBER THAT!