A Love Conflicted

30 | Deprivation

Prince was supposed to stay in LA another day to record, but Sam's latest stunt caused him to fly back home as soon as possible. I was in no mood to argue, I literally didn't have it in me. Ria texted me right after the show aired.

Ria: Idk wtf has gotten into my brother. Girl I'm so sorry!

Me: He's lost his damn mind. How's Prince?

Ria: Quiet. Which means livid.

Me: Is he mad at me?

Ria: I don't think so, but he won't talk about it. He just said we're leaving asap.

Me: He's gonna kill Sam

Ria: Not if I kill him first!

If this were any other night, I would have had trouble sleeping over all this. But because of the medication Dr. Rebecca gave me, I was out like a light. I woke up the next morning to the sound of rummaging throughout the bedroom. I peeled my eyes open and saw Prince taking off his shoes and jacket. I shut my eyes again, not yet ready to speak on what happened yesterday. Before he walked into the bathroom he walked past the bed and nonchalantly says,

"I know you ain't asleep"

and with that he shut the door. I shook my head in irritation, how does he always know?!

I heard the shower crank on so at least I'd be spared for a few minutes more. I laid there for a while before I sat up and stretched, trying to get a feel for my body and how I felt. I was definitely better than yesterday, but still not 100%. I scratched my head but immediately winced once my fingers dug into the knot that formed in the back of my head from when I fell.

"Let me see it" I heard Prince's voice say. I looked up and immediately did a double take. There he stood in all his naked glory, water still glistening off his chest. He was drying off his hair with his towel as he walked over to me with little Nelson swinging freely between his legs. I had to force myself to look away, he definitely caught me off guard and I was not mentally or physically prepared to see his glorious manhood this early in the morning. He finally took the towel and wrapped it around his waist. I cleared my throat trying to regain my composure, squirming a little at the excitement my body just endured. He sat on the foot of the bed and I parted my hair so he could get a good look at it. He didn't say anything at first, he just examined my head as if he was going to give me some kind of diagnosis just by looking at it. He let my hair go and I turned my head to face him. He just stared at me and it was making me uncomfortable.

"Say something" I finally said

"Why didn't you let Sara call security?"

"I thought it would make matters worse...I didn't know I was gonna pass out on the damn floor"

"And you weren't even gonna tell me, were you?"

There was no point in lying, so I told him straight up

"No, I wasn't"

I watched his chest rise as his anger grew. He didn't take it so well being that straight forward.

"Prince, I've done everything you've asked me to. I've had no contact with him, I don't respond to him, nothing. He just showed up here!"

"But once again, you could have avoided the situation and you didn't. You keep making the same mistake over and over-"

"Same mistake?! I just told you-"

"Riley why do I keep having to repeat myself?" His voice was eerily calm, yet I could still hear the frustration. "You keep allowing him to come in between this relationship. Just...think before you act! Can you do that for me?"