Just Surviving (BWWM)

Chapter 23: I'm Not the Only One

Sorry. This was supposed to be in by last week, but college life calls. Hope you like.

Chapter 23: I'm Not the Only One

I've always been a stubborn child.

I didn't listen.

I didn't care.

I did what I wanted to do.

Of course I got my ass whooped for it, I mean what black child didn't?

And in the end I never failed to learn the lesson.

This time, though...was different because not only am I an adult but I'm still stubborn and, on top of that, selfish and stupid. So even though I knew to God and every force of nature on this Earth that I should leave that hotel; leave the island; leave Greece; leave Kostas...I couldn't. I just physically could not.

And that was the child in me coming out in full rage.

However, at least I did settle on leaving one of those places.

"What is wrong with you?! You're being completely stupid, you bitch!" Jazz screeched throwing shit around the hotel room like a madwoman. After I just cleaned up the fucking place, too.

"Shut up," I mumbled trying to slide past her with my bag. "I'm not."

"Yes. You. Are." She, out of nowhere, begins to shove me back into the room with each word spoken.

I'm stuck between a hard wall and her pointer finger when she says, "I can't believe this is Mía Lovett I am talking to here. The same Mía Lovett who never used to take shit from nobody!"

"Jazmyn please," I begged warily.

"No! The crying was one thing. Even allowing those tears to trail down your face was the limit! This?! This is goddamn degradation! You have absolutely no respect for yourself, Mía! No love!" Her arms were flailing around. Her face was becoming super red. Maybe I had broken the limit. Hell, maybe I complete derailed but I had my reasons.

"No, I do! It's just that Kostas misunderstands everything, that's why I need to go back to him."

Jazmyn scoffed and shook her head. "I caught that part pretty clearly the few hundred times, chick, and let me tell you," she leaned over my face ready to tell me a secret. I inched my ear closer. "That doesn't excuse him treating you like shit on the bottom of his shoe."

Hearing these hurtful words coming from Jazmyn nearly hurt me just as much as Kostas's own lethal blows. I softly shoved my best friend out of my way. She shook her head in disbelief.

"Mía, how can you be this loyal and understanding of him when he didn't even give you the chance to be heard out?" She reasoned.

I remained silent.

"You may feel like the both of you had the most perfect relationship in history but how can that be true when he doesn't trust you? Doesn't listen to you? Is quick to put the blame on you?"

My sights shifted to the floor, then the vase on the other side of the room, then the ceiling.

"I mean can you even call it love when knowing all of that?!"