Friday, July 17th - Three Weeks Later
Monroe, I rejected Princeton's call once again. He's been calling ever since I walked off on him. He's texted, left voice messages and called back to back. I don't want anything to do with him. I thought about everything we've done together, all the times I played around with Julius. I looked back at the time when he told me about his parents. I believed every word he said, it all seemed so real; yet he lied to me...about everything. I heard the doorbell ring and stepped from the living room. I stepped out of the main entrance and opened the door, seeing Prince standing there. He stared at me for a long time, studying me for awhile.
"What do you want?" I simply asked, crossing my arms.
"You left your things at my place." He said, handing me the huge stuffed bear and gift bag. I glared at him for a moment before speaking.
"Is that all?" I asked.
"No." He said.
"I never meant to hurt you Monroe." He began.
"I don't have time for this-"
"Then make time." He replied.
"Prince?" I sighed, looking away as he took my hand, pulling me closer to him.
"Look at me." He softly demands.
"Stop it!" I pulled away.
"Please just talk to me." He pleaded.
"I'm sorry Monroe and-"
"Please." I interrupt.
"Just leave." I softly begged. He looked down backing away. He stepped off the porch, giving me one last look before leaving. I shut the door, leaning against it for support as I try to get him out of my mind. I stare at the stuffed animal, suddenly remembering the necklace. He came into mind again as I studied the piece sitting around my neck. I sigh aloud, heading back into the living room. My phone rung aloud as I place my things on the couch. I answer, hoping that it wasn't Prince.
"Hello?"
"Still down huh?" She asked.
"Yeah." I answer.
"Well maybe we can cheer up tonight."
"Chresanto is having a bash at his place tonight and you're invited of course." She said.
"Cleo I don't think that'll cheer me up." I said.
"Come on Moe, you've been in the house for three weeks."
"Forget about Prince for one night and have some fun." She replies.
"But what if he's there?" I ask.
"We'll just keep you as far away as possible." She answers.
"Please, you know Jordiya won't take no for an answer." She added.
"Fine, I'll go." I gave in.
"Great! The party starts at nine, so we'll pick you up around eight-thirty."
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