Lovers or friends
Chapter 1
"So what you going to do then" Da'vante asked me. We were sitting in his room on the floor, in the dark talking while we lay against the wall.
"I don't know am just confused at the moment" I whispered looking up at the ceiling in the darkness. It fell silent and I was glad that Da'vante seemed to drop the subject even if it was only for now. We were here talking about my boyfriend Gwindell. I had caught him lipsing another girl but hadn't confronted them because I was such a coward. I and Gwindell had only been together for 3 months but I always did know there were other girls but I just couldn't get the courage to ask or even bring it up to him or anyone. If I had spoken to any of my friends about it they would have done it for me and I don't like people getting all up in my business.
I heard him moving about and soon I was in his arms crying. I wasn't crying about the fact he cheated on me with another girl because I wasn't in love with him but I was crying because of my lack of confidence and how I always let people push me around. What he did to me did hurt me but that's his loss I guess.
"Shh don't cry for this prick he don't deserve your tears" Da'vante said as he stroked my hair and wiped my tears.
"D it hurts it really does. What did I do wrong for him to do this huh? Please answer me that D because am to confused to think at the moment" I cried.
"You didn't do jack shit and I swear down when I catch him he'll regret ever messing you around" he said through clutched teeth.
"D don't hurt him" I pleaded putting my hand on his chest and leaning up to face him "Please don't do anything I don't want this to be a big thing please"
"WHAT? WHAT DO YOU MEAN DON'T DO NOTHING ARE YOU DUM HE IS MAKING YOU CRY LIKE THIS AND YOU EXPECT ME TO SIT HERE AND NOT DO ANYTHING" He barked. I jumped back because I had never seen or heard Da'vante this angry before well not towards me.
"D please understand what am saying don't do anything please for me" I begged.
"Ama I don't get it why do you always let people push you around?" he softly asked. He only used my Ghanaian name when he was angry or serious about something. I turned my head and face the other end of the wall to ashamed to look into his face; he was right.
"You're such a fucking push over you know that" now that hurt. Coming from him that hurt so very much and it set me off crying again. I knew I was a push over and that everyone treated me like some sort of mat but for my best friend to say that to me burns my heart.
"Ama, look at me" he demanded. I sniffed and shook my head, why should I turn around just because he said so? Shouldn't I NOT turn around to prove to him that not everyone can tell me what to do and push me about? No am not going to turn around so he can see my tears.
He reached out and used his index finger to turn my face towards his.
"Am sorry I didn't mean th-"
"Yes you did and it's not like you are lying because it true" I admitted.
"Why do you let people treat you like dirt" he stated.
"I don't know but what you can know is that when I leave here I'm going to tell him that it's over" I tried to give him smile that didn't quite reached my eyes. I could see anything in this dark but I could see his face and his features showed that he wasn't happy not one bit.
"Don't give me them fake smiles because you anit happy and do it now" he said. I took in a deep breath and took my phone out of my pocket and dialled his number. It rang out until it went to voice mail.
