Forever My Lady: The Ballad of Iman and Adonis

Chapter Nine: Don't Leave Me

ADONIS POV

I woke up in a jail cell...yet again. It's been 12 days since I got arrested for not only assaulting Neil Whateverhisnameis, but Iman too! I can't believe I hit my girlfriend. But what's crazy is that I don't even remember hitting her! I blacked out....I swear I did! A guard came to my cell and opened the door.

Guard: Okay Creed, out you go!

Me: But, where---

Guard: Your uncle bailed you out. 

Good ole' Unc! He knows I didn't mean to hurt Iman. 

I left jail and Unc was there waiting for me. I got in the car, and listened as Unc lit into me.

Rocky: How could you do this!? What the hell were you thinking?

Me: Unc I...

Rocky: It's bad enough you punched a guy, but Iman! You knocked her into a new life from what the hospital told me. 

Me: How is she?

Rocky: She's okay. Hospital released her a few days ago. Been running through make-up like crazy to cover up that black eye you gave her. Boy, you better....

I sighed. Rocky and I rushed up to my apartment. I ran around the house, frantically searching for Iman.

Me: Iman.....Iman....IMAN! BABY! COME ON!

I looked in the bedroom and found a note on the pillow:

Adonis,

I don't know what to say. I don't even know how to feel. My father once told me that love didn't have to hurt, but it did when you hurt me that night. I can't believe you hurt me the way you did....and it's funny because you swore up and down that you would never mistreat me. I'm sorry I thought you were different, I'm sorry that I wasted your time, and I'm sorry that I came into your life. 

I love you, but I love myself far more.

Sorry,

Iman 

I grabbed my car keys, dropped Unc off at his house, and went looking for Iman. I went to Kitana's, she wasn't there. I went to every TA's apartment and she wasn't at any of their places either. Then, it came to me. She went back home to her father's house! I drove the 45 minutes to his house and knocked anxiously on the door. After some hesitation, a 40 something man with a face tattoo and a Fedora opened the door and looked at me with disdain. I always wanted to meet DeVante Swing, but not like this. 

Me: Mr. Swing....I know that I'm the last person you want at your front door, but you need to know that--

DeVante: That you beat the hell out of my daughter!? You punched her so damn hard that she didn't even remember her name when they admitted her at the hospital! I should fuck you up! But I'll go to jail too!

Me: I didn't mean to do it! I would never do this intentionally! She knows it! 

DeVante: Yeah yeah, save that shit and get off my doorstep.

He was about to slam the door in my face until two pairs of familiar looking hands grabbed hold of the door and calmed DeVante down.

Iman: Daddy, it's okay. Let me talk to him. 

DeVante: 10 minutes....

He stormed off.

Iman (coldly): Hi Donnie.

Me: Hi baby. 

I reached for the screen door, but Iman locked it. Her head was down the entire time I spoke to her. 

Me: How are you doing?

Iman: Just fine, thank you!

Me (crying): I'm so, so, so, so, so, so sorry. I never meant to hurt you that way. I--I---I just got so angry. I blacked out! I didn't mean to hurt you that way, I swear!!! You...

Iman: Go on....

Me: I'm not violent like that.

Iman: I wish I could believe that.

Me: You can! I never was that way before. 

Iman: You weren't, but people can change on you in the blink of an eye! You should know! YOU DID!!!!

Me: Listen. I-I'm going through counseling to get to the root of my problems. I know that's not going to make you come home to me, but I want you to know that I love you from the bottom of my heart. I learned from you Iman, I really did. I learned that I need people, and that not everyone is out to get me. You showed me that and I thank you so much for it.  I'm sorry, so sorry and I'll never let anything like this happen again.

She rested her head against the door and cried. A minute passed, she looked up and my mouth dropped when I saw her right eye.  It was purple and swollen shut! I sobbed hard at this point and wiped my face.

Iman: I need to think! I really do....

Me: Okay....okay.

I cried getting in the car and driving off. I love Iman. I don't like her, I LOVE her! I can't sleep, eat, think, speak, laugh, or even breathe without her by my side. She is the other half of me and if I can't have her in my life....I'll go insane! 

I can't and won't live without her.