Vitality • Suite 103 Sequel (COMPLETE)

40. Shoulda Woulda Coulda/It's Complicated

Before we start I just wanna say, from the bottom of my heart and soul, how much I appreciate y'all for even reading a page, opening up any of this series, or any of my stories for that matter. Y'all have all impacted my life in ways you'll never know and I'll ever be able to explain.

I had started Suite 103 on a whim with a quick idea, and as I started writing, more crazy ideas and plots popped into my head, until we were at the end of it at the scene of a homicide.

But it's crazy, I knew I had more to say, and the characters did as well, so I just kept writing for them, until I felt like they were at peace and a good place to move on, like we need to do with certain situations.

I'm gonna split this ending chapter into two posts, same number chapter, just one Nia and one Chris POV,  so it's easier to read and understand, and I can get out everything I wanna say and put into the chapters.

I can never say thank y'all enough for sticking with me and this series, I forgot to post for months and months on end, and y'all still waited so patiently for me to get my shit together, and now that it's all together my beloveds,  here is the finale of the Suite 103/ Vitality series.

Don't Forget About Me

Nia Riley

A Month Later

Okay I just landed, love you, talk to you soon, stay positive - Nia, 12:54 PM

I sent the text and locked my phone before throwing it in my purse and heading out the automatic doors.

"Where is this nigga at? I told him terminal three. Am I even at terminal three?" I laughed as I walked through the airport exit.

The edible hybrid gummy worms I'd eaten on the plane had definitely hit me, and I was in my zone.

I'd been trying to get out of my mind a lot more lately, life was hitting me in every direction, and making me question everything, and sometimes I didn't want to think at all.

"Ay yo!" I heard a familiar voice yell in my direction, forcing my eyes to a parked Bentley, with a tall frame, and fresh cornrows of course.

I dragged my suitcase across the gravel, a small smile spreading on my face. It'd been so long since I'd seen him, physically I mean. We FaceTimed almost everyday, but my small ass screen didn't compare to shit right now.

"Come 'ere girl." I felt myself being whisked up in the air, and I had to force myself to resist the urge to wrap my legs around him.

We were in public Nia.

When I touched the ground again, I looked up at him admiring everything that he was. My David. "Your baby hairs more laid than mine."

I plopped down in the seat and waited for him to put my bag in the trunk and join me.
"I missed you."

I grinned. "I missed you too."

"Then why'd it take you so long to get out here?"

Why had it? I couldn't even say myself honestly, I just know that lately I'd been trying to avoid reality, and focus on the future that I so desperately wanted and pictured for myself.