His Love For Me [MINOR Editing]

Chapter 13

Chapter 13-

JASMINE:

Confusion, suffrage, pain.

Three words that had been the topic of my confliction for the past couple of days. I never knew I could fall to this type of depression all because of what I had been through with my deteriorating relationship with Ken.

I just knew for a fact he was cheating on me again. I didn't need the evidence to prove it, because that text message I read from his phone was all the proof I needed. And what made matters worse, was the fact that I still had been stupid to stick by him all because I thought he had changed for the better. I had to admit that I still loved him though, and I really didn't want our relationship to end, because of some side chick. However, I just wasn't going to stick around, and lay down on my back for him to go fuck that thirsty bitch he called an assistant. 

It had me been three taunting, and agonizing weeks since I last seen nor talked to Ken, and as cruel as it sounded, I wasn't missing him as much as I thought I would. Ever since that bitter argument he just so happened to start, my decision of separating myself from him was a real beneficial one. I no longer felt the need to scream, scratch, and yell for attention all because of the fact that I had pondering suspicions for Ken's whereabouts. It actually felt good to think about myself for awhile, and because of my trusted friends, I was finding it moreso easier to do so.

"Here, girl, take this hot cup of chocolate tea before I spill it all on you. The burning it's giving me is crucial."

I glanced up from my living room flat-screen t.v. to look at Dre, who had her hand extended outwards towards me, itching for me to take the cup. I chuckled once I retrieved it from her, and sighed in satisfaction when the hot taste of the solution melted in my mouth.

"Thanks, Dre, I really appreciate it," I replied after she took her own seat next to me, curling her legs towards the hand-stand of the sofa.

She smiled. "It's no problem, girl. You asked for it anyways."

I smiled back genuinely at her as we both proceded back into watching her favorite movie, The White Chicks. However, it wasn't even thirty minutes until we both started to laugh, and joke around at each humorous scene of the movie. Our chocolate tea had been long gone, and thanks to Dre's funny gestures, my real-life reality had been temporarily deminished from my mind.

I was really glad Dre had came by to visit; she eased my mind from what was currently going on in my shitty life. I never really expected her to actually make me forget the fact that Ken and I were separated, but her occasional visits had already put me at a stressless state, and I was grateful for that.

I was even more grateful for Dre's useful advices she had given me on her prior visits. She had seen me yell, get angry, and even cry for Ken, and her words of wisdom helped me get through my state of lonliness. It was weird though; before, Dre and I were never as close as we were now, so I still felt kind of off about telling her some persoanl things about my relationship with him.

But, for the long run, she really helped me through my shitty attitude, and the fact that I could get at least one important advice from her seemed to really benefit me for future references.  I was so glad that because of her, my day had been so far going for the better.

That is, until until I heard my cell phone ringing from across the kitchen. I glanced at Dre who was also staring back at me as if she was expecting me to go answer the phone, when truthfully, I really didn't want to. I was already having a decent day, and I didn't want the unknown message to ruin it.

But, giving the fact that Dre was now giving me an annoyed facial expression, I knew I had no choice, but to get up to see who was calling me . Sighing heavily, I lazily climbed up from the couch, then headed for the ringing device. Once I was now at a touching distance, I grabbed it from the counter, then began scrolling down my messages to see that the recent text was from an unknown number.