Thirteen

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Sabrina

Two Weeks Later

It's 6:30 in the morning and I'm sneaking into our, well his apartment. I've been staying with Nicki until I can find my own place.

The only reason I'm here this early is because Chris is at practice and I need to avoid him.

I walked into my closet and started pulling out my luggage.

After the bullshit that just happened I kind of wish I could go back to D.C. Maybe I should've stayed, never came back here.

And I'm not putting the blame all on Chris. He has every right to be mad. The woman he loves, has feelings for someone else.

We all know that I'd flip the fuck out if the shoe was on the other foot. I think what really attracts me to Ronnie is how I feel at peace with him. With Chris lately it feels like a bunch of drama.

But then I realize it's a bunch of drama because of Ronnie.

I'm not a person that's blind to their own bullshit so if I fuck up I'll acknowledge it and try to fix things. Especially if it's something worth fixing.

As I pulled my clothes down I started to cry. The last thing I want is for my relationship to be over but I know that Chris doesn't really trust me anymore and he's going to use this situation against me constantly.

I pulled my phone out my back pocket and went and sat on the bed. I opened my thread with Ronnie and began to text him.

As soon as I got the first sentence typed I heard the front door unlock.

"Shit." I jumped up and went to grab the bags I already packed. I'll just come for the rest of the stuff later.

I grabbed my keys and walked out the room.

When he saw me he just stood there.

I nervously looked down at my feet then back at him.

"So you moving out?" He asked.

"Yeah."

He nodded and moved away from the door and walked over to the table and sat his stuff down. "You need some help."

"I got it. Thanks." I headed to the door.

"So it's just over, like that? What you gone move on to that nigga or something."

"No Chris. I haven't heard from you in two weeks. I assumed this was the next step."

"I'm the one that's supposed to make the effort? I'm not the person with feelings for somebody else."

"Can we not do this now? Please. I don't want to fight. I just came to get my things."

"This is all still crazy as fuck to me. I tried to be the best boyfriend and this is what I get. And you don't even want to fix this, but you swear you love me."

"I do."

"You don't. What, you want to be single so you won't feel guilty about cheating?"

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