Megan.
I lied completely still on what I used to consider to be my side of Trey's bed so that he wouldn't know that I was awake. Just like I had done every other day for the past week and a half. I didn't know the silent treatment could last so long, but it has. There was so much tension in this house you could cut it with a knife and if it weren't for the sounds of running water, or the television, or breathing I would think I had gone deaf. But we just weren't speaking to one another. It wasn't even that we were upset; well, I wasn't upset. There just wasn't anything to say.
I was beginning to grow tired of feeling like a burden, or charity case. He didn't know it yet, but today would be my last day here. I had spoken to the housing department on campus, and given my situation, they found me a single dorm room and my professors agreed to help me catch up on the classes and work I had missed. I had to get myself back together.
I heard the door shut behind him and jumped out of bed immediately, fully dressed. I tossed the clothes, shoes, lotions, sprays and anything else I had at Trey's house into both my duffle bag and large tote purse before heading out of the apartment and downstairs to meet Alysia.
She was surprised to see that I wore a genuine smile on my face as I put my seatbelt across my chest.
"Good morning beautiful." I greeted her and she continued to look at me as if I were crazy.
"Good morning to you too." she giggled. "So I take it you're in a good mood."
"I am. I feel really good. Like I'm in control right now. I haven't felt that way in a while. I'm not dependent on anyone, I'm making choices that need to be made for me. I feel great." I told her honestly and she smiled back at me like a proud big sister.
"I'm very happy for you mama. Even though I still say you could've told Trey you were leaving like an adult." she scolded causing me to scoff and roll my eyes. She just had to be a Debbie Downer and ruin my mood. "I'm just saying." she continued as she drove through the early morning traffic. "This situation has been hard on both of you. He's just dealing with it the way he knows how."
"And I'm dealing with it the way I know how. He doesn't have anything to say to me. He walks around looking at me like I'm the worst person on earth. I'm just giving him what he doesn't have the balls to say that he wants; for me to leave."
She didn't respond as we parked in the lot of Walmart to shop for my new dorm room.
Tremaine.
"You don't think you're being a little too hard on Megan?" Jermaine asked as we sat in the back of the shop getting everything prepared for the work day.
"Yeah, maybe" I admitted without looking back at him.
"So nigga, if you know that why the fuck are you treating her like shit?"
"Man, stop listening to Alysia's overly dramatic ass. I'm not treating her like anything." I assured. I mean, we might not be on the same page but treating her like shit is a bit much. Granted, I don't have much to say to her, but she doesn't seem to have much to say to me either. It's not that big of a deal.
"Whatever. She told Alysia she thinks you want her gone and you're just scared to tell her." he laughed causing me to laugh as well.
"If I wanted her gone, she would've been gone. Why would I ever be scared to tell someone to leave my house?" I asked.
Jermaine grew quiet and I turned to face him.
"She thinks you're keeping her there out of pity." he informed and I suddenly felt an ache in my chest. Damn, was it that bad that she would think that about me of all people? I scrunched up my eyebrows and ran my tongue over my bottom lip in deep thought.
"Whatever your plans are as far you two go, you should probably go ahead and make shit clear. Not talking clearly isn't helping. Get it together and ease up a little bit. Stop making this situation about you and remember what she actually just went through." Jermaine scolded realizing that I was stuck in my thoughts.
I sighed at his words and slid my hands down my face.
"You're right. I'll talk to her when I get home tonight and get everything together. Thanks bro."
"No thank you because if I have to hear Alysia's voice about y'all one more time I might be single." he laughed.
•••
I walked through the door to my apartment to find it pitch black and silent. I tossed my keys, phone and the dozen roses onto the kitchen island and made my way to my bedroom. I flipped the switch to find it clean, and empty; empty of all things Megan.
"What the hell?" i asked out loud as I looked around the apartment once more.
I grabbed my phone to dial her number.
"the number you are trying to reach has been disconnected-"
I hung up the phone and stared at it in confusion. What the fuck is going on?
Megan.
"It looks so nice in here." Alysia cooed as I smoothed out my white comforter on my bed and adjusted my purple and teal throw pillows on top. "I see where I'll be spending a lot of my time." I giggled and proceeded to hang up a large black and white poster of Dorothy Dandridge above my bed. My room had come together nicely and I was glad.
"Yes you're going to have to since you're all I have left." I told her half joking.
I ran my fingers through my freshly colored blonde hair and smiled at myself in the mirror. It had only been one day and I was already loving the changes I was making. I turned my attention back to Alysia who hadn't responded; she just continued to add lotions, sprays and pictures to my dresser.
"You better not tell him Lee, I swear. Don't give him my new number, don't tell him where I live, don't even tell him what side of campus I live on."
I knew she liked Trey for me, but her judgment could be a little cloudy. She's dating his brother for crying out loud.
"Why are you doing this to him Megan? You're being a little extreme. You could at least talk to him."
"Listen, my mind is made sis. I need this. I need a fresh start. We had a thing, we ended it, and I that's it. Trust me, Trey will get over it."
"Whatever." she said just above a whisper. "I'm going to head out. Are you going to be okay here alone tonight?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine. Call me when you get home. Love you."
Alysia left and I sighed and plopped down on my bed and looked around the small room.
Being alone never felt so good.
Short, I know. Just a little filler.
The first few chapters are short. Just bare with me.
Still with me? Still enjoying?
Megan and Trey?
is Alysia going to tell him?
