Can't Have It All

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Kenya POV-

I had stayed out of commission for far too long. Target was hounding my phone with threats, and despite me wanting to lay up at Brandon and Jussie's house being the grieving housewife, I had to get back to work.

I decided to continue to let O have his space for a couple more days before I came home and confronted him. My heart would break if he told me to move out. I was stalling as long as possible not to hear those words.

My assistant Bria, let me stay at her apartment for these couple of days. It was easier for us to work this way anyway.

But I was still missing my baby. And I need to physically see Vic, not over text, to see if he could orchestrate getting me and O back together. I was dying without my 3. Even if it was just a week.

I looked up at his house, making sure it was the right address. I had been here a couple of times with O but never by myself.

I nervously rang the doorbell. He wasn't expecting me but hopefully, he would still be willing to talk to me.

No answer.

I rang again.

"One sec." I heard him say.

"Who is it?"

"Kenya."

I heard several locks being removed and then the door open.

"Get off K y'all." He told his two
Huge German Shepherds that immediately attacked me with love and licks.

"They don't bite as you can see. Women at least. They might be bigger playas than I am. Get down Marlo." He pulled one down.

"You can go sit in the living room, while I put them up." He pointed to his living room.

I walked to it and sat on the couch.

I checked my phone to see if I missed something from O. I didn't. I had zero calls. And zero texts from him.

"So what brings you to my abode?" Vic sat on the other end of the couch, with his arm on the back, giving me his full attention.

"I'm going to see O in a couple of days and I need you to come with me as my positive re-enforcement. I can't bear to physically see him and he say nothing to me."

"I can't do that K."

"Why? He listens to you Vic?"

"I just think it's a sticky situation to get involved in other peoples relationships that way. That means I have to choose a side and I'm not willing to do that."

"So basically you're with O?"

"No." He got up, got a wine glass off his bar, and poured me a glass. "I see both sides. That makes me neutral." He handed the glass to me.

I shook my head no. He shrugged and drank from it.

" If I was your girl in this situation, from a guy's perspective, what would you do?" I asked.

"We wouldn't be in this situation." He took another sip, standing in front of me at his bar.

"Why is that?"

"Because if you did it the first time, I would've corrected you. Tears. Sob stories don't move me. When you're wrong, you're wrong. There is no gray." He drank the rest and poured him another glass.

"So I'm wrong for wanting to be successful and not a house wife?"

Vic laughed and took a drink. "Is that what you call missing out on the most important day of your man's life? Choosing being a career woman over a house wife? That's manipulative questioning and you know it. Did O ask you to be a housewife or to give him time?"

I sighed. "I said I was wrong okay."

"And that's supposed to be enough? Your sorry?"

"No, but if he doesn't tell me what I can do to make it better how will I know." I felt my eyes start to water, I wiped them away.

"How long you and O been together?" Vic asked drinking from the glass.

"Since our senior year of college."

"During the time y'all been together you ever broke up and dated other people?"

"No."

"I think that's what y'all need. Sometimes people stay together out of loyalty, but once you date other people you realize, maybe you were in the wrong situation."

"I'm not. O is perfect for me. And I am for him."

"But how do you know that if you never dated anybody else?"

"I don't need to date anyone else to know O is my soulmate Vic. Just how I'm feeling now without him lets me know."

"What if I told you, O wasn't feeling the same."

My heart dropped. I swallowed hard. "What do you mean?"

"I was talking to him about this and he was just like, maybe he should explore what's out there to see if somebody else can provide what he needs."

"He really said that?"

Vic drank more wine. "I'm not putting bro out there like that, but he did mention it. He had been telling me how unhappy he was for sometime. And that he wasn't really feeling the relationship like that."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I knew O was upset with my not making time, but to know he didn't want to be with me anymore, which is essentially what Vic was saying, broke my heart.

"All I'm saying is, no need of continue to fight for something. If he's not fighting with you. Which is evident by him not even trying to hear you out."

I shook my head I understood. I thanked Vic for his time and went to try to process this information.