"So you just gon keep lying to me like that? I know what the fuck I saw."
"You ain't see shit, I wasn't hugged up with no bitch. I'm not gon keep arguing with you over this dumb ass shit man."
"Don't argue with me then Quis. Get out my house. Take all yo shit and get the fuck out. I can't deal with this no more. I'm done."
"Once you done with me Danielle that's it. Ain't no goin back!"
He stared at me with the most disgusting look on his face. I stared at him not backing down. I was done. I couldn't do it anymore. All of the arguing and yelling and nonsense this relationship had become was too much for me. It wasn't healthy.
"So that's how it is? It's over just like that?" He asked sucking his teeth.
I didn't answer. I just kept staring at him waiting on him to get his stuff and just leave.
"You know what, you got it. I'm outta here. Fuck you, fuck this relationship, fuck everything. Ion need you for shit." He said before grabbing his keys and turning to exit the room.
A few moments later I heard the front door slam and an engine start. I rubbed my temples and began to gather his things. I ran to the kitchen quick to grab some garbage bags to bag some of his things up. I started with all his clothes not caring how I tossed them in the bag. He didn't deserve me. I was completely over him. I couldn't do it.
I got a little emotional going through all of his things but I didn't let that stop me. I had to get him away from me.
Before I knew it I had almost everything packed up. Some stuff wouldn't fit in the bags but he could come get them hisself. I lined all of the bags against the wall and straightened my now messy room back up. After cleaning I plopped down on my bed and took a deep breath.
Quis and I had been together for quite a while now. I had been knowing him since middle school. We actually hated each other but as we got older we grew into best friends. Even though we were the complete opposite we always clicked. We were raised totally different. He didn't have a mom or dad. They both were on drugs so he stayed with his aunt. I had my mom and my dad whenever he came around. I stuck by Quis because he really didn't have anyone. Once we got into high school he started hanging out in the streets. I was into my books and I always tried encouraging Quis that he didn't have to be in the streets but that didn't work. He did the minimum so that he could graduate and that's it.
All throughout high school Quis had multiple girlfriends and I had a few boyfriends. While he was busy running around having sex with everything walking I on the other hand had no intentions on having sex with anybody. That was until a week after graduation. Quis and I had graduated and he wanted to go out to celebrate. Us and all of our friends ended up going to a club and getting fucked up. I went home with Quis and we ended up having sex. From there our relationship kind of bloomed.
Everything was great up until he got locked up. The night I got that call saying he was arrested for drug trafficking I nearly lost my mind. I knew what he did in the streets. He was always so careful with how he moved. It felt like my world came crashing down. We went to court date after court date trying to figure out how long he would get. After 4 court appearances the finally decided to give him 3 years in a state penitentiary.
It was tough for the first year. Many tears and arguments. We made it work though. I never missed a visit and we talked on the phone as much as we could. Since he was the only man I had ever been with I didn't feel the need to go and have sex with someone else while he was locked up. I had toys that worked perfectly fine.
That was about four years ago. He was released last year in August and shit had been all bad since. All we did was argue, fight and ignore each other. Nothing was the same at all. We were so in love before he got locked up. Everything was falling into place. I was in school studying criminal justice. Money was flowing in. Even though I hated what he did I appreciated how much he helped. Even though it was dirty money, it still paid the bills, it still paid my tuition, both our car notes and other miscellaneous things. Once he got locked up I had to finish up my semester of school and take a break. I worked at a call center. I hated it but the money was decent.
