Host of Imperfections

Chapter 40

Ok how this happened I don't know but during the short span of a weekend Marcus had been bumped on my scale from bugaboo status to potential boyfriend material.

I wondered if it had anything to do with me trying to fill the void Jay left behind. Possibly, but to be honest, dude was definitely growing on me as the days went by. We talked even more, and I even found myself actually looking forward to his calls from time to time.

Shocking, I know but I must confess- the conversations were quite refreshing compared to the ones I had with Jay recently; one of us were liable to be left highly pissed off over something petty. Just by his actions, I could tell he was still attached to me just the same as I was to him but the games he claimed to have been 'too old' to be playing in the past were slowly starting to get out of hand in the present day.

I was tired of being strung along like a little toy and most of all running to his side whenever he called- not that I believed those were his intentions in the first place. I didn't have anyone else to thank but muah for losing myself. I loved him to death but until he figured out what he really wanted from this friendship; it was time to keep my options WIDE open and mingle without a care in the world.

When Friday rolled around, I was still at work when Marcus called and asked if I wanted to go to the movies later on that night. I had nothing else on the list to do so of course I agreed but we all know my days weren't normal unless some kind of surprise or downfall took place in my life.

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With the stereo in the living room at an acceptable volume high enough not to disturb my neighbors, I let Maxwell serenade me with those adoring lyrics to his hit song 'Fortunate' 

all the while attempting to get ready for the evening I was about to spend with Marcus 

Feeling completely refreshed from soaking in a hot bath for half an hour, I stood in the middle of my bathroom messing with my hair; my body scarcely adorned in nothing but a lace magenta colored bra and panty set from Vickie's. In my head I was still contemplating between two outfits and wouldn't dare decide until I was sure my hair wasn't going to look a mess in either one. I'd just retouched half of it with a flat iron and spruced the top up with my fingers when I thought I'd heard a knock on the front door.

Brushing the noise off, I continued singing my heart out right along with Maxwell's sexy ass until I heard it again and figured I probably wasn't losing my mind. Marcus usually called when he was downstairs so why would he change up now?

I grabbed my robe hanging on the back of the door and slipped it on in a rush before descending into the hall and habitually cracking the front door open enough to see who it was first. My landlord was really going to have to invest in some peep-holes or something because I swear if I had one I wouldn't have made the same mistake I just did now.

Who but Jay was standing on the other side of my door with a smirk on his face, the complete opposite of the look of disdain gracing mine. Pure confusion was written all over it I'm sure.

"Wussup? Can I come in or you gonna make me stand out here all night?"

I couldn't believe he had the nerve to just drop by like this without calling first. Consumed with about 50 emotions at once I wanted some answers.

I closed the door, removing the chain and opened it again.

"What are you doing here Jay?"

His posture straightened and the arm he had behind his back appeared in front of him holding a single rose and a box of Milk Duds. My favorite. The scowl that I glared at him with just seconds ago faded immediately.