Black Rose

41.

I learned that people copy others when they see something they like. It may not be right, but it's just the way life is..

Majesty A. Turner

I'm finally feeling free for the night, I got no worries
Finally got a claim on my life, baby, c'est la vie
I got plenty trees for the flight
Think I'll stay a while, I think I'll stay a while
Ah, baby, stay with me

C'est la vie by Tinashe played quietly throughout the condo as I cleaned up the mess from yesterday night. Alex decided to throw a party for Cinco De Mayo without telling me in advance, and here I am cleaning everything up.

I would've enjoyed a simple night with takeout and movies since neither one of us are Mexican, but he thought otherwise.

My head pounded as I dragged the almost full trash bag around the living room. Being hungover and hungry because of drugs isn't the best feeling to wake up to. I didn't even plan on retreating back to my old ways, but being around Alex and the many druggies, they encouraged me to. I didn't want to be the party pooper so I of course drunk, popped a pill, smoked and did a couple of lines. I somehow was encouraged to have sex with another woman, which was also Alex's idea.

Sighing, I contemplated on waking Alexander up. This whole party thing was his idea so why should I clean it up? He should at least help.

I sat the trash bag down on the floor and made my way up the stairs and to our bedroom. The smell of laced weed could be smelt from down the hall. Scrunching my face up, I pushed the door back and stepped inside the bedroom to see Alex sitting up on the bed with a blunt between his lips.

Snatching the lit blunt out of his hands, I put it out in the ashtray on the nightstand. "What happened to rehab?"

His nostrils flared as he looked up at me. "I told you if I'm going then so are you."

"Unlike you, I don't need rehab." I rolled my eyes and folded my arms across my chest.

"That's what you really think?" He chuckled.

"Yep." I spoke confidently, popping the 'p'.

"If you don't need rehab then why did you have a miscarriage?"

The blood drained from my cheeks after those words left his lips.

Is he being serious right now? I didn't even want to do coke then, he forced me to! He's the reason why I lost the baby I was never going to kill!

"You're a piece of shit." I spat as I made my way out of the door.

"So are you baby, so are you!" Alex shouted as I slammed the bedroom door shut.

Stomping down the stairs, I didn't know what to do with myself. My blood boiled and my body shook. Glancing down at my hands, they slightly shook and I couldn't stop it.

Why can't I stop shaking?

"Calm down Majesty, calm down." My eyes shut as I took deep breaths.

Calm down? Fuck that.

Go back up there. Show him you're not weak.