Nova|
Today was the last day of vacation. I planned on enjoying it, because I'd be back to work in two days. The last five days have been great, I spent alot of my time with Zai. Everybody was boo-lovin' so they never noticed I was gone. I grabbed the sun block placing it in my bag, slipping my sandals on, then headed for the beach. I stopped at the bar, getting a drink before continuing to the beach. I stayed away from the drinks, because I didn't want to make anymore bad decisions. Shit, I need to live a little, do something spur of the moment, and I was willing to do that all today. I lifted my head up and took a sip of my magraita, before placing it back down on my towel. Sighing, I placed my Tom Fords on my face, as I watching the couple in front of me laugh. I swear everybody is in a relationship, I feel like the only one on this Island with a companion. I usually had Bri, so I was never lonely, but she was now glued to Michael's hip.
After an hour, I headed back to the room I couldn't take the heat. "Where you going?" I looked up from my phone, fixing my eyes on Heather. "Back to the suite." I said dryly. I really didn't want to go back to the suite. "Well, me and Trell going to the beach." She trailed off, eyeing me. "I just came from there. I'ma just go back to the room." She nodded. I thank her for the gesture, but I didn't want to be the third wheel. This was their time alone." "Alright, lil' bit." Trell spoke tapping the top of my head. Waving bye, I left continuing to the room, hoping I didn't run into anybody. I didn't want this pity party, and invite to be the third wheel. Everyone felt bad about the Kirko situation, but they shouldn't I allowed him to do it to me.
Sitting on the bed, I wiped the tears that fell from eyes. I don't know why I was so into my feelings right now. I repeatedly told myself I was over it, over him, but I guess I'm not. As much as I just want to walk away, I couldn't. I deserved happiness, and I was happy with him. Blake deserved a family. Why couldn't he get it together? He claimed he loved us so much, his actions hadn't shown any love. Huffing I layed down closing my eyes. I'd spend my last day here sleeping.
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Hooking my earring in my ear, I glanced over myself in the bathroom mirror. We were all going to dinner, because it was our last day here. I wanted to stay in my room until it was time to go home, but no one was allowing that. I was miserable but at least I looked cute. I was clad in a black leather skirt, a red bustier, and a pair of black Jeffrey Campbell heels. I glanced in the body mirror on my way out the room, before deciding a belt would bring the whole look together. I fished through my packed luggage looking for it. I packed my things before getting dolled up for dinner, I was too ready to get home.Standing in front of the mirror wrapping the belt around my waist, I snapped the gold buckled, nodding in approval. I was running late, everybody had already made there way to the resort's restaurant. I dreaded going, but I didn't want to hear Bri, Honey, or Heather's mouth. Especially Honey's, she talked about it forever.
Five minutes after living the room, I was approaching the restaurant. Sighing, I entered the building, I spotted the the crew upon entry. I sent glares their way once I realized the only seat left, sat next to Kirko. "What the fuck?" I mumbled under my breath, putting on a fake pretty smile. Scooting through, I made my way to my seat. "We ordered for you, I hope you don't mind." Honey stated flashing me a quick smile. I took out my phone, sending Honey a "Bitch, I'ma kill you, y'all niggas think y'all slick." message. I fixed my eyes on her, watching as she read the text. She lifted her head letting a few chuckles loose, everyone's eyes landed on her, because she'd broke the awkward silence. "What?" She questioned. No one responded.
Dinner was awkward and quiet, too quiet. Like damn somebody speak. I got up leaving halfway during dinner. I just wanted to clear my head. I decided on walking the beach, for a little. I stood holding on to the pole, unstrapping my heels, before walking with my heels in towt. "Nova?" I turned in the direction of the voice, realizing it was him. I started walking again as Kirko treaded not to far behind. I knew I couldn't continue to run from my problems, it felt like they were just falling down on me. "Why you didn't stop?" He asked out of breath. I shuttered once his hand made contact with my skin. I stood in place, his was now standing in front of me, staring in my eyes. He didn't say a word, he was focused on me. It was like he was trying to read me. I stared back at him with a straight face, I didn't want him to he able to read me. He didn't need to know I was vulnerable. "Nova." He called once again placing his hand on my cheek, rubbing his thumb over it repeatedly. I looked everywhere but at him. I could feel tears forming in the corner of me eyes. Sighing, I lifted my head as I felt warm tears steam down my face. I knew for sure my makeup was ruined. "I'm sorry." He spoke wiping my tears away. I didn't speak, I couldn't speak. "I never meant to hurt, you. I was being childish, and did some child like shit. I don't want Ashley, that's why I made her leave, you have my heart. You always did. I thought you seeing her with me would make you want me back, but it just made you hate me. Nova, I want you back, I need you back. I love you." He finished running his hand down my face. I stood silently as tears continued to fall, I didn't want to be stupid and fall for his smooth words again. I mean look at where it got me, but I loved him, all the resentment in my heart couldn't erase that. "Say something, anything." He raised his voice a bit. He looked hurted, I never seen him like this before. "What do you want me to say?" I said through cries. "That you love me, and you wanna' work on us." He approached me. I huffed before speaking. "I love you but I -" "But what?" He butted in, yelling at me. "I don't know if I want to work on us." I spat back. He shook his head in disbelief. "I don't know why you're angry, you caused this. How do I know I can trust you. I can't, because you always let me down and I always coming running back. So excuse the fuck outta' me if I have a few reservations about getting back with you. Love isn't always enough, love is what always brought me back to you. Look where the fuck it got me. Nowhere." I said harshly before walking off. I could feel his presence behind me. We walked for a few minutes in silence, ending up in a secluded part of the beach that wasn't used. "Come here." He spoke as his country accent escaped, he was sitting in the sand, inches away from me. I gave in walking over, taking a seat next to him. He wrapped my his arm around me before speaking. "I know you don't trust me. I get it, just give me a chance. Don't give up on us. I love you, with everything in me. I need you, Nov." He stated. I nodded swiftly. I was in love with him and I couldn't let him go. "So we gon' work on us?" He asked somewhat skeptical. "Yeah" I gave in, as my voice came out horse, from crying. "You sure, cause I don't want you second guessing." "Positive." I spoke with a smile plastered to my face.
