Sabrina
Three Weeks Later
"You've been cordially invited to a house warming for Christopher Brown, this Saturday." I read the invitation that sat in my hand.
I can't believe he's inviting me to this. It might be Lira though. I tossed the invite on my living room table and got up.
I had to go up to my school and do a formal drop and re register for their art program.
Back in high school and growing up, I just knew IT was what I wanted to do because I watched my dad do it. But then I just thinking about how I feel when I'm painting or when I'm selling other people's art. I feel at peace.
My goal now is to open my own gallery.
But not in LA, maybe New York.
When we went to NYC for Chris's draft all you saw was art, even if it was graffiti on the side of a building or an upscale art gallery in manhattan, it was all beautiful.
LA has the same thing but I'm just starting to feel like I need to get away.
I know, I'm always running from my problems.
After grabbing my purse and keys I headed outside.
"So did you get my invitation?" A voice behind me said. I jumped and held my chest.
"Damn Chris!"
"My bad." He laughed and walked up to me.
"What are you doing here?"
"Wanted to see if you got my invite."
"You could've called or text me."
"You wouldn't have answered. So did you get it?"
"Yes I did, I'm kind of surprised that I received one. I thought you hated me."
"I invited you to rub it in your face what you're missing."
"And on that note, no thanks. I can't make it."
"I'm joking."
"Whatever."
"I really want you to be there Sabrina. You were a big part of my success and technically this is supposed to be both of our home."
"I'll think about it."
"Well, while you thinking about it, I would really like for us to do a painting together for my bedroom. I might hate you but I can't deny that you're an amazing artist. I'll pay you."
"I don't need your money Chris."
"I didn't say you did. I'm just offering."
"Once again, I'll think about it."
"Why you treating me like I'm the one that cheated?"
"I didn't cheat."
"Just because you didn't fuck him doesn't mean you didn't cheat, you were sneaking around and lying to me."
