Re'Niyah
A Week Later
Me and Chris are becoming considerably close over this past week, at times it's like we have known each other longer then what we really have. My facial wounds have healed with no scaring, thank god!. So today I'm on my way to work, I work from 7:30am to 9:30pm, which is a long ass shift; but I don't mind I could use the cash. I grabbed my purse and looped it on to my shoulder and grabbed my car keys. When I opened the door he was standing there.
"What are you doing here?" I sighed lowly locking the front door behind me.
"Babe -." he sighed but I quickly stopped him.
"I'm not your 'babe'. You need to go because your going to make me late." I air quoted and rolled my eyes heading for the steps. "Niyah wait just let me talk to you for a minute." he pleaded. I stopped at the bottom step and exhaled sharply through my nose. I turned around to look at him and his blue eyes were staring into my soul pleading for this conversation to take place.
"Three minutes. Go." I said sternly.
"I want to apologize. For everything. I talked to Mama the other day, and she made me realize how fucked up I treated you. I know 'Sorry' only does so much but let me show you how sorry I am." he said smoothly, sincerity seeping through each word. His eyes intensified, they grew brighter as he spoke and that's how I know he ment it, well I think he does.
"Let me take you out tonight. Please?" he asked cupping my face in his had gently stroking my cheek. I took a deep breath and licked my lips quickly. "I'll think about it alright. I have to go though." I said and quickly made my way to my car. Once my engine started I took off down the empty street.
I let out a frustrated sigh at the red light and slouched in my seat a bit and thought about what just happened. The part of me that still loves him wants to run into his arms and cave into his chest and make that ghetto love we made. The other part of me says its bullshit and find something new and better.
This is going to bother me all day, ugh he had to come today with this shit.
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"Alright 'Rome I'm out." I peeked my head inside of his office.
"C'mere." he said looking up from his papers.
"Wassup?" I asked and sat down in one of the available chairs.
"You alright? You seem kind of blah." he stated giving me his fully attention. "I'm good. Nothing to worry about." I smiled weakly. "Alright." he sighed. "Bye bro." I waved and made my way out. Once I got in my car I turned my iPhone on and went to Marie's number. "Hello." she said. "Marie he came by today." I said lowly. "Michael? What did he say?" she asked.
"Yeah. He said he realized what he did was fucked up and how he talk to his mom. And that he know sorry only does so much but he wants to show me how sorry he is, he asked me out tonight." I finished with a sigh. "What did you tell him?" she asked.
"I told him I'll think about it. I want to say yes then other part of me is ready to move on." I stressed coming to a stop in front of my house. "My personal opinion if I was you I'll say no considering his history. I'm not going to tell you what to do, but do what you feel is right." she said.
"Yeah. I see your point." I yawned softly. "I'ma let you go though I hear you yawning take yo ass to bed." she said sweetly. "Alright bye." I laughed. "Bye boo." she said and we ended the call. Trudging up the stairs I stripped out of my clothes and prepared myself for a long hot shower. I put my iPhone on my iHome system and put my music on shuffle.
