It Gets Worst

Chapter 5- Move On

"Why do you have to be so difficult?" Dale said. We're in the car, going out to get dinner at some fancy restaurant but Brad is going in a separate car. Just yesterday, I was raped and I can't get my mind off of it, I was thinking about telling Dale but decided not to. If I did, it would definitely not be pretty. I just want to move on and forget it ever happened.

"How am I being difficult?" I asked.

"You're distant and not opening up to me, which is not like you. I just want to know what's wrong with you, you've been acting like this since yesterday night and I'm starting to think this has something to do with Bradley. If so-"

"Shut the fuck up! You always got shit to say about him. Like damn, we ain't fucking, I have made that clear plenty of times! So stop thinking we are!" Forget about the rape shit, I am so sick of him thinking that Brad and I are still having sex. I know it's weird that I'm best friends with my old fuck buddy and it may be hard to trust me around him, but I love my best friend and I'm not letting him go.

"Fine, be that way." After that, we didn't speak for the rest of the ride nor the rest of the day.

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Dale and I are now getting ready to go to bed. I'm in the bathroom, wrapping my hair, while he's in the shower. I'm over what happened but apparently, he's not. He's just too damn sensitive.

I was done wrapping up my hair and I was about to walk out until Dales' voice stopped me. "Are you in love with him?" He was standing there in just a towel, showing off his body and his bullet wound that's still healing. I was turned on but my mind went back to what he just asked me.

"With who?"

"Don't play dumb, I'm obviously talking about Bradley." Here we go again with the Bradley shit. Like honestly, why would I be in love with Bradley?

"Would you stop being so delusional and come to bed?"

"Just answer the damn question! ARE. YOU. IN. LOVE. WITH. HIM!?!" I start looking at him sideways, 'cause I think he forgot who he's talking to.

"Boy, who are you getting loud wit'?"

"Braxton, right now is not the time for that, I need to know before we move on in this relationship." I wanted to protest but I'm really tired and don't feel like arguing with him, so I try to make my words convincing.

"Dale, I'm only gonna say this once and one time only... I'm in love with YOU and only you. Bradley and I are done. When we slept together, we were just having fun and being stupid. But when I met you and got to know you, I fell in love with you. So please let this go, and move on."

Dale let out a sigh, coming over to me, pulling me into a hug. I took a minute to smell his cocoa butter scent. He smelled like that because he used my shit, but I'm not gonna start another argument.

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It's been two weeks since we got back from Paris, and Dale and I haven't had an argument ever since then, I thank God for that. And he's trusting me around Brad more. But other than that, when we got back home, my mom whooped my ass when she found out I left the country without her permission. Even though I'm not her responsibility anymore, she's still my mother.

I'm currently having lunch with Dales' sister, Lara. After he was shot, we kept in touch and she's actually pretty nice despite what Dale says about her. She's nineteen, smart, funny, and very caring.