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Elijah..."You have reached the voicemail box of-" I hang up the call once more as I stare at the board of her pictures. Angry was an understatement, I was livid. I'd been calling her the past two days and have yet to get an answer. I was trying to calm down and keep myself from going over to her house but my patience was running out.
"Fuck!" I yell before pulling at my curls. I bitter chuckle leaves my lips and my hands start to shake. "Relax Elijah she ain't really yours." I grumble before letting out another laugh. "Fuck that! She is mine!" I continue to communicate with myself before ripping one of her portraits from the wall. I stare at her green eyes, making myself madder by the second. "Fuck Raven!" I shout before letting the picture drop to the floor. Shaking my head I walk out of my photo room and slam the door behind me.My legs carry me down to my bedroom and I yank the white towel from around my waist. I toss it on the bed before grabbing my black briefs that were rested there also. I quickly slip them on before putting on my black Armani suite.
"This woman is going to drive me insane. Fuck Elijah you're already insane." I laugh at myself as I fix my tie in the mirror. Tonight was a big art show down at the gallery and of course I was the host. I had a bunch of new coming artists adding their works to the graffiti collection and was glad to be able to meet them all. I dump two of my Anti-Tremor pills into my hand before tossing them to the back of my throat. I fill my glass cup with cool water and swallow down the pills. Hopefully this would help me remain calm for the event. I shove the bottle to my Antipsychotic pills in my pocket before turning my bathroom light off and walking out. I pick my iPhone up from the bed and try to phone Raven once more.
"You have reached-" I close my eyes and take a deep breath before exiting my room. Once I make my way downstairs I swipe my keys off of the counter top and make leave the house. I make sure to set up the security system before walking over to my black Lamborghini and unlock the doors. I slide inside and press the button to start it up before pulling out of the driveway.My fingers tap at the steering wheel as I bob my head to the soft music playing through the radio. 90's R&B music filled my ears, putting my nerves at an ease. I rap along to Fabolous' "Into You" as I cruise down the street. I slow down when I get to a spot that Raven would stand at but I only see her friend. Melody I think her name was? I didn't give a fuck. I slow my car down before eventually stopping and wait for her to notice. When she does she says a few words to a girl near her before fixing her breasts, allowing them to pop out of her short black dress. My windows were tinted so I knew she couldn't see me. I watch as she places a few knocks on my passenger window before allowing it to roll down. She takes a slow lick of her lips before leaning in.
"Hey..." She says seductively and I chuckle lightly.
"I'm not here to pick up anyone, I'm here looking for someone named Raven. Ring a bell?" I ask as I let my face come into light. Her eyes widen slightly and she goes to pull away. I quickly grasp her wrist and she hisses in pain. "You seen her? I know you two live together." I say softly and she tries to yank from my grip.
"She's out of town!" She says and I squint my eyes at her. "She needed a break from your crazy ass." She mumbles and I clench my jaw.
"What did she tell you?" I ask as I unstrap my seatbelt.
"Everything." She voices smartly and I move closer to her. I release her wrist but quickly grasp her chin between my fingers.
"Tell her to call me." I growl before pushing her face away. She stumbles a bit, tripping on one of her heels and falls to the ground. I buckle myself back in before finishing my way to the gallery.