Damaged

Ch. 2

Naomi

I woke up the next morning feeling for Khalil but he wasn't there. Ugh. I got up and went to the bathroom to do my hygiene. I lotion my body with Love Spell and sprayed the mist. I put on a white ruffled onezie with a hot ping floor length maxi skirt and a turquoise blazer. My hair was parted in the middle flat iron straight. I put on my silver infinity necklace, ring, and bracelet set with my wedges.

DING DONG. I looked at the time on the clock in our room that read 10:33. Who the hell could that be? I went downstairs to the foyer and peeped out the peep hole to see my best bitches Kandi and Erica. I know yal know em from RHOA and LHHATL.

"Hey boos!"I said swinging the door open.

"Umm Where you goin all dressed up?" Erica asked.

"Where ever yal tryna go!"

"Well shid let go. I am hungry."

I went back in the house to grab my MK purse and grabbed my truck keys. We all hopped in my 2015 Range Rover and headed to The Spot of Tea.

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"How many will it be?"the hostess asked.

"3"

"Right this way."

We were seated at a table near the indoor fountain they had. It was decorated with freshly bloomed flowers and statues of angles around it. I admired it's beauty and thought of last night's events. I couldn't believe he called me another bitch name.

"Naaaoomiii!" Kandi said snapping me out my thoughts.

"Huh?"I looked to see them and our waitress staring at me.

"What will your drink be ma'am?"

"Oh um strawberry lemonade please."

"I'll be back shortly with your drinks."

"MiMi, what is wrong with you?" Erica asked.

"Ew don't call me that bitch name. Ian no porn star."I joked. No disrespect to her though.

"Guh I been calling you MiMi since I first learned yo name!"

I laughed. It was true. Once she heard Naomi, she said MiMi it is. "Yal, I think Khalil cheatin on me."

"And now you just now releasing this?" Said Kandi.

"What you mean?"

"Jesus Naomi. I mean, don't you not be on social media?"

"Yes. I mean I see it all, but when I ask him about he just says it ain't true and some other bullshit then he dick me down."

"I don't make sex toys for no reason!" Kandi joked. "Damn his dick. I'll be happy alone pleasing myself, than fuckin a man whose dick has been somewhere else."

"I've known, but I just don't believe none of it."

"Ok so when did this feeling click?" Erica asked.

"Last night, when he called me Tyra while we were fuckin."

"I knew that shit was true!"

"What?"

Erica got out her phone and pulled up media take out. She sat her phone in front of me and let me read the article.

ATLANTA NBA STAR KHALIL DAWSON SEEN WITH MODEL TYRA MILLERTON

"While celebrating a big win for the Atlanta Hawks at Club 41 in New York. NBA star Khalil Dawson was seen leaving the club with Victoria Secret model Tyra Millerton. Sources say the two went into the Hilton Hotel where they both were staying at. They were seen leaving each other's room at "the devil's hours" of the night. Not very angelic Tyra. I wonder what will well known stylist and also long time girlfriend Naomi Shug is going to think about this Khalil? Got to be more careful!"

I pushed the phone back to her and whipped the tears that tried to fall. "I styled that bitch before. She all up in my face smiling and shit when all the while she was fuckin my man. He got me out here lookin like a damn fool."

"I know boo. It's ok." Erica said rubbing my back.

The waitress came back with our drinks and we ordered our food. I honestly wasn't in the mood to eat anymore. My blood was boiling. I was mad, sad, and heart broken. I know we ain't married but damn I still got a title and the loyalty needs to be there.

I got my food boxed to go and drove back to my house. Me and my girls said our goodbye's and I went in the house. Khalil still wasn't here but that's fine cause he was gonna get it when that ass get here.

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