Taboo 2.0

12

A long week had passed. No matter how many times Amir had tried to speak to Delicious she ignored him. Amir had a feeling that Delicious was feeling low and defeated and was not in a good mood right now. She refused to look at him and when he did she would either glare at him or bust out crying. She stayed to herself in room and still suffered symptoms of withdraws. She would scream through out the night and try to harm herself to control her urges. 

Each time, Amir ran to her and tried to stop her but she pushed him away and carried on. Seeing her in pain and struggling ripped Amir's heart apart. It was hard for him to see her beg and cry knowing that he could do nothing but stare because he knew he did not have the power to save her. Seeing her so low and confused trying to fight those urges broke him. He wished he could take her pain away and not let her suffer anymore. Amir tried to speak to her but seeing those tears and that exhausted expression hurt him.

Delicious completely shut him out. She refused to acknowledge his presence and that destroyed Amir's self confidence. It was like everything in him was screaming for help. How can one love someone but yet they do not give the same love back? Amir was really trying to let Delicious see that he loved her and cared for her but yet it felt like she did not feel the same way. Sometimes, Amir felt like he should have never took Delicious for himself.

Shaking those dark thoughts away Amir took a deep breathe and relaxed the muscles in his shoulders. Today was going to be a good day and he refused to let Delicious ruin it. Amir knew that he had to continue giving Delicious love because she did not know any better.

Amir walked into the house with a bouquet of red roses in his hands. The roses were covered in a white cloth while $100 bills wrapped around the red and pink roses. It was about 100 roses in the bouquet and each one emitted a faint flower smell through out the house. The fresh roses had tiny water droplets on them which stained Amir's hands and clothing but he did not care. He wanted to show Delicious that he appreciated her for who she was not her past. Amir knew he could have chosen another flower but he wanted to use the roses to show his love her Delicious. His whole heart and soul belonged to her and he wanted to show her just that. 

 Amir wanted to give this to Delicious and go on a date with her tonight. He wanted to express himself and let her know that he was here for her. Lifting the bouquet of roses towards his nose, Amir took a sniff and smiled. What women wouldn't want roses? A smile formed on his face as he stared at the roses. This rose was going to be the first of many that he was going to get Delicious.

"Ayye who you bring them flowers for?" a annoying deep voice replied as footsteps approached towards the entrance of the door. As soon as Amir heard that voice he sucked his teeth and rolled his eyes.

 An annoyed expression formed on his face as he turned his head towards the direction of the voice. Amir turned his head to see a large headed ugly monkey looking at him. The man was not a actual monkey but a actual person. Grizzly man stared down at Amir as he looked at him with a smile on his face. Amir felt a shiver shoot through his spine. This man was very sleezy and shady. Amir could not stand the hell out of him. 

"What the fuck do you want Ryan?" Amir grunted out. The man named Ryan smiled with his eyes as he stared intently at the flowers. His dark brown eyes shined and sparkled as he looked at the flowers in Amir's hand. Though a few inches shorter than Amir, Ryan was a very big man. His biceps and triceps almost ripped out of the shirt he was wearing making it look to tight on his body.

Ryan laughed opening his mouth filled with gaps and replied," Those flowers must be for the woman upstairs? Who is she?"

Amir looked at Ryan and squeezed his eyes and protruded his lips and he looked down at Ryan. He looked like a African auntie cursing someone out. Why the hell was this black ass niggas questioning him. Ryan looked similar to Michael Blackson but more brownskin and ever uglier. His eyes were so huge that they looked like they could pop out of his damn head. Amir took a deep breath and clenched the bouquet of roses in his hands. He was fighting the urge to beat the fuck out of this nigga.