Falling From The Floor

Crossing The Lines- Pt. 1

  CHERYL's POINT OF VIEW

That night, Tony didn't limit himself to just that. He went full out. Our bodies haven't connected in so long.

Today was a brand new today- a few days have gone by and I haven't heard from Shemar at all. Well, he hasn't heard from me...
Tony and I were starting to get to a new and kinda better place and I kinda...like it. We've cried and shared it all- now, it was time for us to heal. I wanted to heal.

Tonight, I was hanging at Club Groove with Inaya again and a few others. To get my mind off of some stuff and just have fun for once. My babies always kept me occupied at home. I went over to grab me a quick drink and watched Inaya kill it on the stage in the front of the place. It was kinda small in this joint but- in New York, were always so scrunched up. I love it. My roots. About 62 other people were in this place though and that's apart of the next magic. Magic of coming together to just have fun and sing together. Made me wanna bring BVM back but I can't....no time soon. Lenny walked over towards me and asked me about this weekend.

"You know I'm leaving tomorrow, Cheryl. Your birthday is in two whole days. Drink a drink for me, Alright?" Lenny said as he touched my shoulder. I could barely hear him over the loud live music.

"I will." I said as I smiled at him and hugged him.

"Alright, Goodnight. I would stay but I can't stay up late with you night owls." He said as he shook his head at me.

"I understand. See you." I slightly yelled as I watched him walk out of the building.

I took another sip of my drink and felt as if I've had enough. Not a drinker at all but sometimes I took a small sip or two. I placed it on a table and prepared myself to get back onstage to enjoy the party. As I started to walk away, somebody grabbed me by my hips and pulled me back into their body. I rushed to turn around to swing but...I stopped myself. It was Shemar again.

"Damn, baby girl. Trying to swipe a nigga?" He said as he laughed at me. I kept a straight face.

"I'm not laughing, Shemar. You know that I'm not good at being touched randomly. I need to know who the person is. You always do that." I said as I slightly rolled my eyes at him.

"Well, if you know that I always do that- then know that it's me every time. Ain't no other nigga needing to touch and grab on your like that." He told me.

"You're wrong. My husband does." I said as I stepped back from him. Shemar looked at me with a blank face expression.

"Oh. So, that's why you've been ignoring my calls and text messages. Trying to work it out with him, hm?" Shemar said as he tugged at the bottom of my shirt. I removed his hand.

"Shemar, just-...just stop it." I said firmly. He nodded his head and I could see his temples get hard.

"This how you gonna do me? Your best friend?" He asked as he shifted his hat on his head.

"Shemar-...I...." I said but I couldn't find the words to say. I always became weak for him. I didn't like hurting his feelings and I could see that I did all over his face.

"If this is what you want, baby. Just say the words. You know this." He assured me. I looked down to play with my hands.

"Shemar, I've gotta go....Alright? I mean, you can stay and enjoy yourself but...I just can't-..." I said as I then sighed. "I've gotta go." I told him. He watched me as I walked away to go stand next to Inaya on stage. I smiled at her next to me and grabbed a mic as well. The bright mixture of purple bright lights hit my face and all I could see were the people sitting close up front. The back was dark and cascading with a few people- including Shemar. I guess he wanted to stay. I shook off the thought of him still looking at me and just enjoyed my time doing what I do best- singing and jamming out. My birthday was in a few days and I was already feeling very amazing! I just wished that a few things in my life got a little easier but with time....