Hopeless

Optimistic

(2)

"I've asked about you and they've told me things, but my mind didn't change
I still feel the same, what's a life with no fun, please don't be so ashamed." -Drake

Beyoncé Carter
November 23, 2015
Miami, FL
(3:20am)

"I know I'm not the only one who regrets the things they've done. Sometimes I just feel it's only me Who can't stand the reflection that they see. I wish I could live a little more. Look up to the sky not just the floor. I feel like my life is flashing by, and all I can do is watch and cry I miss the air, I miss my friends, I miss my mother, I miss it when Life was a party to be thrown But that was a million years ago." Adele played through my new neighbor speakers. I was fed up. This is the second night in a row I had to hear this depressing ass music. I've been debating with myself on whether I should go over there and give her a piece of my mind or not.

"Oh my fucking God!" I screamed putting my pillow over my face.

"What is it baby?" Shawn groaned turning over to face me. I was still on a 'no speaking terms' with him and it was going to stay that way until he apologized for inviting that bitch in our home.

I got up from the bed, put on my slides, and marched my way over to her house. I stood in front of her house observing everything before going to the door. She had flowers surrounding her porch I had to admit they were beautiful. I stepped in her flowers before stepping onto her black marble porch and rang the doorbell. I got no answer. I rang it once more and again got no answer. The song had went to 'hello' now.

"You gotta be kidding me." I sighed and knocked hard, and got no answer for the 3rd time.

I walked off the porch and opened a gate which lead to her backyard there were boxes piled everywhere and pool toys in the empty pool. I looked over to see a light shining through the sliding door and walked over towards it.

I put my head on the glass door peeping in to see her drinking wine out of the bottle and laying on the couch in her black robe. I knocked and she immediately sat up looking around then she locked eyes with me and turned off the music. She stood up and fixed her robe before opening the sliding door.

"hi?" She said in a questioning tone.

"You're wondering why I'm here right?" I fake smiled and waited for a answer but she just sat there smiling I'm guessing she was a little buzzed.

"I'm here becaus-" she cut me off mid-sentence.

"You heard about mi' wine collection? It's amazing I 'ave vintage and new stuff I'd love to 'ave a drink wit' you but don't ya' tink it's a little to late?" Her accent was way stronger than it was 2 days ago. I was beginning to believe that saying she was 'buzzed' was an understatement.

"No, I came over here because I heard that music that's been keeping me up ! don't ya' tink it's a little too late to be playing that shit?" I mocked her accent. She stood there and straight faced me for what felt like forever I was actually intimidated but, then she busted out laughing.

"This bitch is looney." I mumbled to myself she was way different from our last encounter she seemed so bubbly right now.

"I'm sorry about dat I didn't mean ta' disturb your beauty rest but let's just be honest you don't need it." She winked and I scrunched my face up in disgust. I didn't get her first she flirts with my husband and now me?