Diamonds and Love

Chapter Two

RED DIAMOND P.O.V:

"Do you think this is some kind of game Bobbie?" I asked him  still in shock at the fact he would even try to lie to me right now.

"No I don't Dae, if you would just chill out for a second and let me holla at chu, I could get to explain myself," he said with a ting of annoyance and what sound like desperation in his voice. But at this point I didn't care how desperate he was, because knowing my heart, when it came to him, it would look for any little thing to cling to justify that he still loves me, or that he ever loved me.

"Alright then speak," I said against my better judgement.

"Do you need a ride home?" he asked. I wanted to say no but then how the hell was I to get home? I was all the way out little Havana, and I lived all the way out Kendall. Taxi was definitely out of the question it was way too early in the morning for taxis to be out here. And knowing Sean and Lex they were probably wrapped up in each other in one of the bedrooms, Tontraé was probably doing the same with 3 different chicks and Jaquan didn't have a car, he just rolled with Tre or Sean. With little to no options left I sucked up my pride I looked in his eyes again and made the biggest mistake of my life.

"Yes," I said.

Following him to his black Cadillac Escalade, I climbed into the passenger seat without saying a word as my nose was greeted by more of his scent. Clutching my bag closely to my chest I sat there for the whole ride home saying nothing, breathing very little and not moving at all. Blankly staring at the road ahead of us.

"So how you been?" He asked turning down the radio trying to make conversation.

"Great." I responded curtly

"Well thats good," he said stalling for a bit as he thought of something else to say. "How is mums?" he asked.

"What is the real reason you came here for Bobbie?" I asked him wiping around my head to look at his chiseled jaw which clenched and unclenched, those lips I once loved and kissed feverishly and those eyes I would stay up all night staring into when we would have our pillow talks about the future. Now all I saw was a lying, deceiving, no good, kiss my ass prick.

"What do you mean?" he asked dumbly

"Dont play dumb with me Bobbie Im not one your little groupie bimbos, why the hell are you here?" I asked.

"I never called you a bimbo," He said clearly avoiding the question. Realising I wasn't wavering from my question he sucked in a deep breath of air and shortly glanced across at me. "I told you I wanted to work things out between us,"

"Yeah I heard that, now I wanna hear the truth,"

"Im telling you the truth," he said blinking twice which I knew he did when he lied and he knew it too. With another suck of breath he turned to me again, and began to explain himself. "Things between me and Candice didn't quite work out," he said.

"And I must have rebound pussy written across my blasted head, right?" I retorted at him.

"No, its nothing like that,"

"Then how is it like then Bobbie, cause I'm not understanding, how you disappear for a whole year leaving your fiancé who had just had an abortion because the man she loved was not ready to be a father, but yet he could leave her, for another chick, a side bitch he knocked up by "accident" but who he claimed he can't remember ever having sex with, moves to New York without so much of a word or anything." I continued feeling my blood boil, I just wanted to lunge across the freaking passenger seat and beat his ass for all the shit he has done to me.

We finally pulled up at my house, but before I could run out the car, he locked the doors in on me.

"You said we could talk," He said looking at me hopeful.

What I wanted to say was, well I guess we both lied, but something inside of me just wanted it be over and done with and to just let him speak so I did, "Talk."

"Thank you," he said looking in my eyes now, "I made a mistake last year, many mistakes actually, and I am here to apologise for all of them," He began, "I should have never left for New York without telling you like that, I'm sorry it was a creep ass move I made to do you like that,"

I couldn't look at him any longer so I just turned my head staring down the road as a few straggling cars passed up and down. Why was I even putting myself through this again? Was it because I needed closure? Was it because my ego wanted to here him beg for me back? Did some part deep inside of me still want him back?

"I'm sorry for leaving you for her, I didn't want her to get pregnant, it was one time and she said she wasn't get rid of the baby, and I had a decision to make, you know? I had to be there for my kid, like my dad wasn't there for me. So you know I just wanted to be the best father I could but i wasn't sure how. I loved you so much Dae it was the hardest and the dumbest decision I ever had to make in my life, I didnt want to leave you like that but I wasnt sure how I could tell you that I was going,  I figured it would be easier for you to just hate me. But I was wrong it wasnt easier and it was selfish of me and I know I have made a lot of selfish choices when it came to us but Im sorry and Im ready now, to make better choices, I wanna start a family with you DaeJanae Duncan, I love you and only you and it took that year of being lied to and cheated on myself for me to realise this.... But most of all my biggest regret was what I made you do.. I'm sorry for making you get rid of our-" was all he could get out before the pains of where my child had been removed for him had began to hurt and burn me. My blood boiled and my heart lurched. The tears rolled down again for sure this time like a burst pipe.

"I can't do this, I gotta go,"  I said shaking in between sobs, all the tears I thought I got rid of seemed to come back up in abundance. "Please unlock the door," I said.

"Dae, don't do this..." he begged his hand now gripping my arm.

"Bobbie stop... just let go of me.. please" I begged him, I couldnt keep revisiting these wounds. "If you love me like you say you do... let me go.. please.. just stop..," I couldnt bare to look at him so I just looked at my feet. Until I felt his hand recede from around my arm, and sound of the door unlocking.

Turning my body to back him I slowly opened the door, climbing out of the jeep making my way up my drive way.

Get away from him was all I could think about. I needed to get out of here, I could not face what I had done to my child for him, the man I thought I loved but clearly didn't love me enough or the same. I just wanted to hurt him just as much as her hurt me.

Stopping dead in my tracks I turned and face him again for the last time.

"She would have been a beautiful baby girl," was all I got out. But it was enough for his face to go pale, and head to drop in defeat as he clutched the staring wheel tightly.