2 Reasons (Trey Songz)

Chapter Six

Chyna Korea Santiago Jones

It was Sunday and I had to do something, so I could take my mind off things that were already happening. So I got dressed and headed off campus into Kate's car. I started driving and driving until I saw a tattoo parlor. Being that I had like 6 small tattoos all around my body, so what would one more kill? I parked the car against the road and went inside. There was a woman and she greeted me politely. I looked around and searched for a tattoo that I wanted or really liked. Before I could pick one, my phone beeped. I checked it and it was a text.

It's me. If you want to know who this is, then meet me at Gina's café.

-Unknown 1:45 pm

I rolled my eyes and didn't even bother to reply. I already had a feeling of who it could be. But I ignored the message and got my tattoos. I told the lady that I wanted a cross on my finger and a rose on my shoulder. She said ok and I sat in the chair. Here comes the pain! I heard the needle turning on and my body suddenly, got goose bumps. 

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I arrived at Gina's café and looked all around to see if any faces were familiar. But when I did, it was the person that I least expected. I rolled my eyes again and walked over to them and sat down.

"You're late." Tremaine said.

"I don't recall being on time." I said.

"Whatever." Tremaine said.

"So what is this all about?" I asked.

"I want to talk to you about everything......about us." Tremaine said.

"There is no us." I said.

"Why are you saying such things?' Tremaine asked.

"Because it's the truth. You hurt me when we were together and now I can't stand the sight of you. I feel useless because of how you made me felt when you started doing drugs. I was useless because of how you treated me. It was like I didn't matter to anyone......I didn't matter to you." I explained.

"I knew and I know I was wrong for hurting you and I'm sorry for that. You know Forrest's death was hard for me and I was in an emotional state. I couldn't control my emotions." Tremaine said. 

"But I stood up for you and people looked, questioned me and judged me because I decided. I decided I wasn't going to take your bullshit anymore because I was sick and tired of your crap and I needed to finally live a life away from you." I said.

"Can you at least give me another chance and I promise that I'll be the person you can't live without." Tremaine said.

"I don't know if I should. Or matter fact, I don't even know if can trust you again." I said.

I didn't give Tremaine a chance to reply, because I was done with this conversation. I got up from the table and walked out of the café. I started walking down the street to try and enjoy the rest of the day. Suddenly, I felt muscular hands grab me and turn me around. Then I felt soft and plush lips press against mine. Out of shock, I didn't know what to do, but to kiss back.

Realizing what I was doing, I pushed the person back and realized who it was. I looked up at the face of Tremaine. I smacked him in the face and looked at him disgust. I couldn't believe that I actually kissed him back. I rolled my eyes at him and continued to walk away. 

"I see you missed me too." Tremaine shouted.

"Fuck you!" I said putting up the middle finger and continued to walk back to my car.