The Game of Love

Chapter Seven: part one

Chapter Seven: part one

Ever since me and Antonio got together everything has been great. I have been gaining more self- confidence due to the way Antonio treats me. I learned that Antonio owns his own management company and also two restaurants, but he manages the company from far away because he wanted to be back home. When I found out all the things he has accomplished at 20, I felt like I was behind schedule. I mean I haven’t been to school in almost a week, mainly because I didn’t feel like seeing Kameron after what happened but I told grandma it was because I felt overwhelmed with too many things. When she said okay I couldn’t believe she bought it. However, Dee wasn’t so approving he started yelling at me telling me I was running and some other shit about I need to get my education. Me taking a week off wasn’t me dropping out, it was me taking a much needed break.  

Right now I was laying in Antonio’s bed watching an episode of Love and Hip Hop Atlanta. I was trying to catch up since I had been missing the shows. Ant had went down to one of his restaurants to attend a business meeting so that meant I was alone. The show soon ended and I wanted a shower so I rolled out and walked into the bathroom to shower. After about twenty minutes I stepped out and wrapped a towel around my naked body. I put my hair into a messy bun and then continued to lotion my whole body. Once I was done I walked out and headed to the part of the closet Ant had cleared for me since I was practically living with him anyway. As I was looking for my red Betty Boop shorts I was attacked from behind by some big strong arms. “Damn you look good in my towel,” the person said kissing my neck holding me tight.

“I thought you had a meeting,” I said turning around in his arms.

“Yea I did but it ended early. Plus I wanted to get back to you as soon as possible, I also brought back breakfast,” he said sitting down the bag full of food on the bed and stripping from his boss attire that consisted of a black Armani suit paired with a pressed white cotton shirt. He was now only wearing his boxers that allowed me to see the rest of his gorgeous muscular body. I was so busy gawking at his body I didn’t notice when he had made his way over to me and started undoing my towel. I was soon snapped out when he had almost succeeded. “What are you doing,” I said pushing his hands away and retreating back to the closet to change. “I’m going to see you naked soon anyway,” he yelled. I continued to get dressed by putting on my matching Betty Boop top but for some reason I couldn’t find the shorts to match. I mean I looked everywhere on my side and I know they are here, just don’t know where they were. I walked out the closet now only with the towel wrapped around my waist, “Ant where are my shorts to match this top,” I asked putting my hands on my hips.

“What happened to you calling me bae? Now it’s Ant, I must’ve done something without knowing it,” he said not moving off the bed. “Just answer the question, where are my shorts, I can’t where the top without the shorts.”

“Okay then don’t where the top. You can just take off the damn top, forge about the shorts, and get your ass in bed so we can eat because I didn’t not hurry home to look for some shorts.” His voice was not calm or aggressive but there was a hint of anger that lied underneath like he was getting irritated or something. I mean sure I might have been acting a little childish but I wanted my shorts and I would eventually have to find them so why not now. “You can eat without me,” was all I said before retreating back into the closet for my shorts.

I eventually found my shorts pushed in the far back but in the process had made a complete mess of the closet. I was in the mist of cleaning up my mess when a dark shadow towered over me. I wasn’t in the mood to talk to him right now and just wanted to be left alone. He stood there for about two minutes before actually showing signs of life. “You need to eat.” I didn’t answer him I just kept cleaning, granted I was hungry but I wasn’t fin to let him know that. I was doing good until my stomach growled and betrayed me. As soon as he heard that he stepped in front of me and picked me up bridal style.

“Put me down Antonio!” Now he was the one doing the ignoring. “Put me down,” I said doing a terrible attempt to escape, seeing that he was ten times stronger than me. He plopped me on the bed and got in with me and then one swift movement I was sitting in his lap like a big baby. He grabbed the bag with the untouched food he bought. He took out some hash browns and brought some to my mouth, “Eat.” If he thought I was going to eat because he told me to, he was out of his damn mind. I turned my head away from him only for him to grab my chin and bring my face back to his. He looked me in my eyes with his intensified grey ones, which made me want to look away. I always hated looking people in the eyes because it made me feel like they saw that I wasn’t good enough. He eventually he sighed like he had been defeated, “Look Ariel I’m sorry, okay. I just wanted to spend time with you before….” And then he trailed off.

“Before what?”

“The reason the meeting this morning didn’t last long is because it was only to discuss the trip I am supposed to take over to China. I had completely forgotten and my manager in charge of my restaurants reminded me and wanted to make sure I was ready to go.”

“O,” was all I could say after hearing that my boyfriend was fin to go away. “Look its only for a two weeks. I have to go in order to get this marketing deal I been trying to close since I opened the restaurants. I will be back soon as I can, but I don’t want to spend my last two days fighting with you.” When he said that I remembered that today was Tuesday which meant he would be leaving Friday. Only two days left and he would be gone for two weeks, I mean we just got together. I didn’t know if our new found relationship could even last with us two weeks away from each other. And then something else hit me would he really come back. The last time he left he never came back until almost two years later and I most definitely wasn’t waiting two years for him to come back. I was stuck I didn’t know whether to trust him or leave him before he left me…again.

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