Behind The Scenes

II.

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Anerissa

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Onika M.

I was rudely awakened by a repetitively, persistent, knock at my door. I sat up and stretched and yawned. I put on my robe and walked to the door.

"I'm coming" I said, at this point annoyed. I opened the door to nobody. I looked down at roses and a note on top of the roses. It wrote:

Dear 'Nika,

Thanks for a great time last night, I had fun. We should do it again sometime. Anyways, I just sent these to make you feel better about your current situation. I know you'll make the best decision for you. Stay strong black beauty.

Love,
Breezy

I cheesed as hard as my cheeks would allow. I don't know why, but it made my heart skip a beat and it made me feel like a young teenager in love again. At the end of the note, he put his number and told me to use it. I went to my messages and typed it into the 'To:' bar.

Me: Thanks for the flowers and the note. They're beautiful, as so the note.

Breezy😘: You're welcome 'Nika. Anytime.

Another knock was at the door and i thought it was another delivery from Chris. I opened the door to Meek.

"What are you doing here Meek? I told you I'd call you when I was ready to talk"

"I thought I'd pop up. So here i am. Pop."

"Meek-"

"I love you" I almost broke when i heard him say that. He hasn't said that to me in about two months. I haven't felt that strengthening bond lately. He hasn't really been around, he just dropped in town and think we're all good. I just feel we're drifting apart.

"No Meek. You know we haven't been on good terms in a minute. I just think..."

"You think what?"

"I think, we should call off our relationship. Let's stop giving cpr to a obviously dead situation. I love you and i always will, but just not in that way anymore"

"At your wish, you've been granted. I wish you the best Nick" He grabbed my hand and kissed it. I gave a bittersweet smile. Sweet because he didn't cause i scene and granted me what i wanted, bitter because this is the man i loved, i thought i wanted to be with him for forever.

He walked out and i closed the door. I felt a whole bunch of dead weight lifting off my shoulders. I felt liberated, it felt great, to be starting over.

I wrapped up my hair and hoped in the shower and stayed in for about thirty minutes then got out and dried off. I took down my hair and curled it. I didn't really wear curls so i shot for a new look. I got dressed in some sweats, a white shirt, and a jean jacket, with some white Nikes. Nothing too special to go to the studio to clean up a few tracks.

I went to the studio and trying to get out as quick as possible didn't go well. Going in for a second turned out staying for the rest of the day. I was tired when i went in to my house.

Going to sleep i couldn't help but to think how great it felt to be out of a draining relationship. Starting over. Trying to achieve something that i haven't had in a long time, happiness.