"Is Rich coming to pick you up?" I asked Karen as we waited for our luggage
"No." She said simply. "We aren't speaking at the moment. Daddy's coming." She told me grabbing her suit case.
"Okay." I said not having enough energy to even ask about it.
I'm tired and I want to eat, take a shower and knock out more than anything right about now.
We both carried one of our bags back home having shipped the rest of our luggage from the hotel through postal service because overages for bags are outrageous and we waited for my daddy.
"So why aren't you two speaking?" I asked her deciding to listen to her and she sighed.
"Because I feel like he knows why Reginald has been treating you like shit ." She said and I sighed
"Watch your language please." I said.
"Well, him and I aren't speaking because he knows why Reginald has been treating you the way he has." She corrected herself.
"Don't let my messed up situation ruin your relationship. This is why I didn't want to tell you about us because I didn't want things to be awkward." I sighed rubbing my eyes.
Reginald has stopped calling me altogether. The last conversation we had he kept it real simple and dry which hurt me because he's usually so into me and our relationship altogether.
I can't however say that I am angry with him. I get it. It's hard to be in a relationship especially when you react to certain things a certain way. And I don't know how to honestly, completely figure out a human being and how they deal with situations but what I do know is, that I care about him deeply and he loves me. It's something going on and even if he's not allowing me in, I am still praying for him and our relationship.
"A'taya I love you. I don't want to see you get hurt. "
"Yeah I know but don't hurt yourself trying to shield me."
She sighed. "Oh trust me, I'm not going to get hurt." She said nonchalantly.
"I don't want you to get in between our relationship Karen. You have your own." I told her.
She sighed. "Alright. I'll leave it alone."
"Thank you. When you get home apologize please." I said just as my father pulled up.
"I'm so sorry I had my babies out here like this." He said kissing both of our foreheads and grabbing our bags.
"Hey daddy." I said as we stood by the car waiting for him to open it
"Hey baby girl." He said hugging us both. "How was New York?" He asked opening both the front seat passengers door and the back seat passenger door.
"It was good. The shoot went really well." Karen started as she got in the front seat and he closed her door after closing mine.
"Agreed." I sighed.
"That's wonderful. I know y'all two are hungry so I took the liberty of putting my key to use. I cooked breakfast and once I packed it up and got to your house I realized it was time to come get the two of you."
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Letting Go
RomanceLet Go, something easily said by many and hardly performed by few.