Quest for Love

Prologue

Sitting on this 9 hour flight from Maui has me exhausted and sore. Hello, My name is Giovanni Lean Jones. I am 21 years old with a bachelors in Business Management. I didn't go to a university because of my schedule so I made sure I took classes online. I moved from Chicago to Oxford, England, when my crazy ex boyfriend was trying to kill me. I stand about 5'5 and chocolate. I am single right now and lord knows with my up and coming schedule I AM NOT ready to mingle. My last boyfriend took everything from me from my dignity to my hard working money. Some men act like women are supposed to bow down to them and live their life on his time. He wanted my life to stop after him. But what he didn't know is that I always find my way. Allow me to give you a look into why I'm even sitting here.......

Four years ago

I was seventeen years old when I met Que. He was the definition of a "pretty boy"; He was light skin, dreads, 6 foot, tattoos all over, medium built, but he had chicken legs. His deep voice and hooded eyes got me every time. You know he was cute or whatever. I met him at a house party in the suburbs. He was there with this skinny light skin girl but the whole time I felt his eyes on me. My friends in high school at the time kept giggling, whispering in my ear that he was looking at me, which made me nervous. After the party, we exchanged numbers and talked every single day. When I wasn't working he would take me out. After a few months, things changed between us. That's when he became rude, disrespectful, and abusive. His head was so much in the game and on the streets, he wanted to destroy anyone who got in his way. He started cheating, never wanted to be seen with me, he even stole money from me a couple times. We used to argue about stupid things like why are dudes putting heart eyes and liking all of my pics. He once beat me up so bad, I had to cancel one of my biggest deals because no makeup would cover what he done to my face. The last time he beat me was the last straw and I had to leave.

My apartment 3:15 am

"OMGGGGG stop playing dude. It's not even that bad," I said laughing at Sean's knot on his head.

"Man I look crazy with this shit on my head, I should knock yo beetlejuice ass out for this," he scoffs locking my car.

When we were leaving out the gym, he closed the door on me causing me to run into the door. He knew I wasn't paying attention and reading all the missed phone calls and text messages I had from Que. When we got to the car, I threw my phone at him and it hit him on the side of his head, now he got a lil knot there.

"Whatever put some ice on it, you should be fine in the morning." I said finally getting out of the car once we reached my apartment.

"Yo man not mad you coming home this late?"

"He probably not there, somewhere in the streets or between sheets of another girl. I don't think he cares anymore." I said locking my Iphone 5, throwing it in my gym bag.

"Aye, you know what to do youngin, you smart." he said walking to his car.

"I don't see his car here, so you can lowkey go home and come back in the morning. It's late and I know you tired." I said walking to the front entrance.

"You sure?"

"Yes Sean, go home to your girl. I know she misses you."

"Iight see you in the morning, if I get some I owe you breakfast shorty."

"Goodnight Sean" I laughed putting in the code to unlock the door.

Riding the elevator to the fifth floor, I closed my eyes enjoying the ride. I am so tired and my body is sore from my trainer overworking me tonight. I haven't been home since 6 this morning and my bed is screaming my name right now. I finally get to my door and unlock it putting my keys on the end table. I live in a two bedroom two bathroom apartment that my dad is paying for. The only thing I do is buy groceries, he takes care of everything else.