Monica in the media.
Dak 🏈
"Dak, you gotta talk to her." Zeke said.
"No. I feel like there are some things she isn't telling me, and I wanna know." I respond.
"What if she just doesn't feel comfortable talking about those things? What if it really bothers her?" Dez cut in.
"I'm her boyfriend, aren't I?" I say.
"Yeah, but there are just some things women don't feel comfortable telling guys." Jason said.
"So, lets put it this way. If I were to marry her, am I supposed to allow her to keep things to herself? Leaving me to stress over the bull shit? I can't risk that. Either she tells me what's up, or she can step." I say.
"See, now you're odeing. It was never that serious. What if this is a really sensitive subject to her and she just doesn't wanna tell you about it? You can't force it out of her. Give her time." Cole said.
"I've been with her for almost a year. And every time this subject comes up, she shuts down. As if I don't go through enough shit, I gotta worry about my girlfriend hiding shit from me." I say.
"It happens to the best of us man. We just have to deal with it. If it's not a comfort to her, don't make it a habit for you. Don't keep asking her about it." Zeke said.
"I know, but I just want her to open up to me. That's what I'm here for. She tells Monica everything, and I get that. They've been best friends since she moved to Dallas. I tell her as much as I can, but I feel like she just hides the important stuff from me." I say.
"Like we said from the beginning, maybe she's just not comfortable talking about it. Don't force her. You never know how she was affected in the past. Don't bring it up to her." Jason said.
"I just feel like she should tell me, so we could leave it in the past and we can continue to move forward. Because, as I said before, she can either tell me what's going on, or she can bounce. The choice is hers." I say.
"You talking crazy man. You love that girl with everything you have. And to just throw it all away like that? I wonder if you're letting that crazy field talk get to your head. Cuz this just ain't you bro." Zeke said.
I shrugged.
"You can't just cut her off like that, Dak. Give it time. She'll tell you when she's ready." Dez said.
"Exactly. Don't hurt her because you're curious. And us, as a team, knowing you personally, we know it will kill you. You'll be playing like shit on that field if it wasn't for her. Man up, and get the hell over it." Cole said.
Cole loves her as if she were his own. That's why he's talking to me like this.
"Don't do that to her. Please. I'd hate to see both of you so torn up about this little thing." Zeke said.
"I would too. But it is, what it is. Either she makes up her mind, or hit the road." I say, standing up.
"Come on man? Are you serious?" Jason said.
"I really am. I love her and all, but I just can't deal with. She acts like I don't have feelings in this relationship. And trust me, it kills me to say this, but I'm over it." I say.
"I wonder if you got hit in the head while on the field, cuz you're scaring me ode." Zeke said.
I shrug and walk out of the bar. I sigh and walk to the nearest club.
*****
I mentally slap myself, thinking about what the hell I just did. I face palm myself and sigh.
I think I woke up the girl beside me. Her name is Carla. Carmen. Caramel. I don't know. I don't really care.
"What happened baby boy?" She asked, laying her head on my bare chest.
"I think you should leave." I say.
"Why?" She asked.
"Don't ask any questions. Just go, please." I say.
She pouted. Honestly, she looked cute pouting. But not as cute as KJ pouting. I grunted as I sat up in the bed. Checking the time that read 9:45PM.
"Yeah, you need to go." I say.
She growled and got out of the bed. She grabbed her clothes and went to the bathroom. I shook the images of her out of my head.
I'm an asshole. Like, completely.
As she continued getting dressed in the bathroom, I dialed Zeke's number. On the 3rd ring, he picked up.
Z: Yo!
D: Zeke, where are you?
Z: Still in the bar with the guys. Why? What's up?
D: I just made a huge rookie mistake.
Z: Give us 15 minutes.
D: That's all I need bro.
Z: Aight. See you in a few.
D: Aight thanks. Bye.
I hung up the phone. I see the girl exiting the bathroom, dressed the same way she was when I brung her here.
I stood up out of the bed. Thank god I had put my boxers back on. I slip on a pair of gray sweats.
"So...what's your name again?" I say.
"Kaiden." She said.
Shut up, I was close.
"Okay Kaiden. Don't ever come here again." I say.
The small smile on her face came clean off. I walked her to the door, slamming it in her face. I sigh and walk over to the couch.
I sat there, just thinking.
How the hell am I gonna tell this to Kimberly? She's gonna kill me. I know my mama taught me better than to ever do that to a woman.
I regretted it, the second I walked her into this room. The second I got into the bed with her, I knew I had fucked up.
After 15 minutes of just sitting there, there was a knock on the door. I opened it to see the guys.
"We have a major situation." I say.
"What happened?" Dez asked, as they all took a seat on the couch.
I closed the door and clapped my hands, standing in front of them. They all looked at me, waiting for me to say something.
"I just had sex with another woman." I confess.
The looks on their faces were priceless. Even they knew I fucked up, just by the looks on their faces.
I'm screwed.
