Chapter 7

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After an hour & a half Aaliyah, Mariah, and I had decided it was time for us to go. Monae was still on the dance floor with Mr.Bartender. She told us to leave & she'd find a ride home. We knew she was going home with the bartender. We knew that from the moment she first flirted with him.

Once I dropped Mariah off, I started home. 10 minutes later, I was pulling up to my condo. I unlocked my door & slid my heels off in front of it. After I made sure I locked the door behind me, I began to unbutton my shirt then I realized that the living room t.v. was on. I know for a fact I didn't leave it on because I barely ever watch t.v. Being that I live alone, I could only think the worst & I knew I had to brace myself for whatever may happen. I grabbed the nearest weapon I could find which sadly was a brush. I began to walk slowly around the wall while looking through the kitchen. It was empty, but the stove light was on. I focused my attention to the living room when I saw a figure move on my couch. I tip-toed towards it while gripping to brush for dear life, holding it above my head.

"Baby... what the hell are you doing?"

Kinsley asked while sitting up.

"Oh my god Kinsley! You had me scared shitless! What are you doing here? I didn't even know you were back."

I whined.

"Well, I got back this morning. Had you answered your phone, you would've known that. & I didn't think I needed an invitation to come visit my girl. But thanks for informing me."

He replied looking at me dryly.

"I didn't mean it like that."

I said while sliding down next to him on the couch.

"I've been calling you all day Camelia."

He said looking at me seriously.

"My phone is dead."

I said in defense.

"So your phones been dead all day. That's what you're telling me."

He asked calmly.

"No. It hasnt. But it really doesn't matter. I'm here now."

I said nonchalantly.

"It does matter because I haven't spoken to my girlfriend in days. You come home late, with a dead phone & you haven't been home all day. You clearly look like you've went out tonight, so where'd you go?"

He asked sternly.

"I went to a club with the girls."

I said while resting my head on the arm of the couch.

"I hope you weren't with Monae. You know I don't like her around you. She's too wild. The whole neighborhood knows her."

He said, slightly angered.

"Kinsley. You're worrying about the wrong thing. I went out, I enjoyed myself, & I made it home safely. That's all that matters."

I said annoyed.

"No. That's not. & I'm worried about the right thing Camelia. Your well-being. You are who you associate yourself with. You keep hanging around with that chicken head, & you're going to be labeled one yourself."

He said.

"You weren't too worried about my well-being when you were out of town!"

I caught myself.

"You know what..... I don't want to do this right now. You're right. Everything you're saying is right. Anything else?"

I asked faking a smile.

"So that's what this is about? You're upset because I didn' t call, but when I do, you don't even answer. You're "going out' which is something you almost never do. Why?... because of me?"

He asked.

"I went out because I'm entitled to go out Kinsley! It had nothing to do with you!"

I lied.

We sat in silence for about 20 seconds. I watched him as he stared down at the floor.

He got up & walked over to his Jordan Gamma 11's, grabbed them and came back to the couch to sit & put them on. He was visibly upset & I loved it because he looked so damn sexy. He had on a black V-neck that fit him perfectly & a pair of black drop crotch joggers. The light from the t.v. shined perfectly against his chiseled jawline & radiated his deeps dark waves.

He stood up from the couch again, but this time he spoke,

"I'm out."

He said simply before making his way to the door & letting himself out. Never once looking my way.

In an instant, my heart began to beat rapidly. Questions drowned my mind. Did I really upset him that much? What does he mean by "i'm out"? Did he just break up with me? Was our relationship really going that bad? What have I done?

I jumped up from the couch & looked out of my window to see him speeding out of my parking lot in his matte black Audi R8.

I wanted to just call him & tell him to come back so we could work things out. But I knew we needed a break. Our past 2 months have been rocky. I placed my phone on charge. Washed my face & brushed my teeth. Stripped out of my club attire and slipped on one of Kinsley's shirts. The last thing I remember was tying my hair up. Before i knew it, I was out cold.

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