I. Tamara

Chapter 18: Right There

I sat on the porch as he sat beside me then clapped his hands together. "So is you gon admit it or am I gon have to act my true colors out here," He had now turned his whole body toward me.

I opened my mouth then took a deep breathe. "Bae, it was only a dance and I know we got a little carried away, but I'm sorry," I tried to touch his hand, but he snatched it away. I looked at him in shock.

"Don't act shocked. You wasn't looking shocked when you let that nigga all up on you. If you can fight off Zoey, then you can fight his ass off, but no. You didn't because you wanted that to happen, but it's cool. Imma give you your space," He stood up, but I grabbed his arm.

"Quan, please. Baby, I love you," I pleaded desperately.

He snatched his arm away then looked at me and shook his head. "We need a break because I'm not about to sit around and wait on you to leave me for the next nigga which will probably be Rashad since you was all in his face tonight,"

With that, he stormed into the house and left me outside alone as tears began to swell my eyes. I quickly wiped them away then I heard the screendoor open and Rashad walked out of the house. I sighed and began to walk toward my car.

"Tamara," He called after me and I turned around as the tears kept spilling out of my eyes. I sniffled and rubbed my nose.

"What," I asked slightly annoyed while twirling my keys around my finger.

"I just wanted to apologize about what had happened between you and Quan. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have took it that far. I can't help it that you sexy, ma," He chuckled at his last comment. "You done matured since we was younger,"

I nodded and giggled a little. "I can say the same about you. I just need to clear my head right now," I sighed then proceeded to walk to my car.

"Aye, wait up," He walked up beside me then stopped me. "Can I swing through? Just to catch up," He asked with pleading eyes.

This isn't a good idea, but I do need to take my mind off of this whole Quan break up. This is why I never wanted to be in a committed relationship because either I was going to hurt or they would and that's exactly what happened. We both got hurt.

"Uh, sure. You wanna follow," I asked while getting into the driver's seat.

"Actually, I came with Quan, but you know what happen," He said putting his hands into his pockets and hunching his shoulders up.

"Oh, well, you can ride with me," I unlocked the passenger door and he opened the door then slid in while grabbing onto the seatbelt. I latched my seatbelt on then pressed the start engine button and put the car in drive and drove off.

He began to go through my CD's and he found Testimony then put it into the CD player and skipped to track number 3 which was Right There. I began to nod my head to the beat as Rashad leaned his head against the head rest.

We pulled into my Grandma's driveway as I noticed her car was missing. I mentally sighed then parked my car in the spot with my mother's name painted on the concrete. I turned the car off then looked over at Rashad. He smiled at me and I smiled back. I climbed out of the car as he did the same. I walked up to the front door then dug into my pocket for my house key then put it into the lock and turned the key then the door opened. The house was dark, so I had to feel around for the stairs and I guess Rashad had to feel around for me because I felt him touch my waist. I cleared my throat then jogged up the stairs and entered my room. I flicked the light on then plopped down onto my bed face down. I don't feel like doing anything right now. The tears kept falling out of my eyes. I wiped them away as my eyeliner smeared on my palms. I felt Rashad lay down beside me as he rubbed my back to comfort me. I'm not mad at Quan or Rashad. I'm more mad at myself for not stopping it. I got caught up in the moment and I let my hormones do the talking instead of thinking.