The Breaking Point

The Date

Ciara's POV:
It was 6:30 and so far, I've taken a shower, washed my hair, did my hair, my nails, and had been picking my outfit for thirty minutes. I don't know why but I am so hyped about this date with Jacob. He jyust makes me feel some type of way, I can't even explain. I want to know everything about him; to his favorite color, to the first thing he does when he wakes up in the morning. Everything.

I finally decided on my outfit and I think it's a winner. It's a light brown long sleeve fitted dress with nude heels and gold drop down earrings. My hair is is in big drop down curls and I have a smokey eye with pink lip gloss. It was now 7:50 and I was putting on my heels. Then I came down the steps, fully dressed and ready to go.

I see my prince leaning smoothly by the door in a greenish-brown plaid shirt and black jeans with his black boots. He looked up from his phone and smiled when he saw me. I smiled back and surprisingly blushed. I never felt so nervous, I want this date to be perfect.
Jacob: Shall we go Bonita?
Ciara: Yes we shall.
He grabbed my hand and I stopped him at the door.
Ciara: No. I want those shades off so I can see those big, brown, beautiful eyes.
I took his shades off and watched his big pools of melted chocolate stare into my brown orbs.
Jacob: Is that better?
Ciara: Much better.
He took my hand in his again and we headed to his car.




While we were in the car, I just realized, I have no idea where we're going. I looked at the window and had no idea where we were.
Ciara: Where are we going?
Jacob: It's a surprise, sweetness.
I leaned back in my chair and imagined all the places we could be going. Soon enough, I found my self drifting off to sleep.

Jacob: Bonita, wake up. We're here.
I slurred and soon awakened from my peaceful slumber.
Jacob: We're here.
Ciara: Okay.

Jacob opened the door for me and I got out the car. I saw this very fancy French restaurant and I couldn't even pronounce the name. Jacob chuckled and grabbed my hand, then took me to the restaurant. When we got inside, there was a waiter at a podium.
Jacob: Jacob Perez.
Waiter: Right this way sir.

The waiter led us to a table directly in the middle of the restaurant. There was at least thirty-five people in here. I actually felt like the center of attention, but I also felt a little awkward with all these people glancing at us.

Jacob: I hope you aren't nervous CiCi because I put our table in the middle so everyone can see you beauty.
I blushed and Jacob pulled out my chair for me to sit down. When Jacob sat down the waiter came to our table.
Waiter: What would the beautiful couple like to eat for tonight?
Jacob: We will both have the spaghetti and meatballs with ref wine please.
Waiter: Coming right up.

Ciara: You're ordering for me?
I raised an eyebrow.
Jacob: The spaghetti here is to die for and you just have to get it.
Ciara: Are you going to roll a meatball to me like the Lady And The Tramp?
Jacob: Well, since it's all about you tonight, I'll let you be the Lady.
I gasped and pouted playfully. He laughed at my facial expression.
Jacob: I'm just kidding. But I'm done talking, tonight, I want you to tell me all about you.
Ciara: Well, when will I get to know all about you?
Jacob smirked.
Jacob: Why? Are you fascinated about the life of Jacob Perez? Or do just want to know about my history at the club?
Ciara: Both.
Jacob: Maybe next time.

The waiter came back with our food and Jacob told me to dig in. I took a bite of the spaghetti, and tasted like heaven. There is no way that just plain spaghetti and meatballs can taste so damn good!! I was literally stuffing my face with spaghetti.
I looked up and saw Jacob looking at me, he laughed.

Jacob: You got a little something on your face.
He grabbed a napkin, licked it, and reached over to wipe my face.
I can't believe I just ate like that.
Ciara: I feel like such a pig.
Jacob: No your not, I like it when a girl can really eat. It's cute.

As the date went on, I've told Jacob everything about my life, including my relationship with Michael. Jacob grabbed the table cloth a bit when I told him about what he did to me. He actually listened and looked like he cared. Jacob took out a hundred dollar bill and put it in the table, then we left. We decided to take a little walk in the city before we went back into the car. It got a little chilly and a rubbed my arms. Jacob must of noticed because he put his jacket around my shoulders and put his arm around me. We talked and laughed until we reached this old record store. Jacob begged me to go inside and I agreed.

Jacob: I grew up listening to rock music.
Ciara: Really? Well, that's one thing I know about you.
Jacob chuckled and took a CD out that said Nirvana.
Jacob: I love Nirvana. I want this.
He headed to the cashier. I looked at the back of the CD
Ciara: Come as you are. Yeah, rock music...not my thing.
Jacob finished paying.
Jacob: I bet that I can make you like rock music. At least one song.
Ciara: Fine it's a bet.


We got back to Jacob's car and he put the Nirvana CD in the CD player. A couple of songs played and you know that Come as you are song? Yeah it's kinda catchy.
Next thing you know, when we arrived at my apartment, I'm humming the song.
Jacob: Told you, I can get you to like one song.
Ciara: Nigga shut up.

We got inside and we went upstairs. I turned around to face him.
Ciara: I had a really great time Jacob.
Jacob: Me too.
We stared at each other for a while until Jacob unexpectedly pecked me on my lips. I looked at him shocked and he just smirked at me.
Jacob: Bye CiCi.
He walked back into his room and I went into mine. I jumped in my bed smiling extra hard.

This nigga.




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