*Gabrielle*
(lmaoooo, missed me?)
What went on at the hospital put beau coup stuff on my mental. Tiara lost her baby. I mean I felt bad about it but I just feel like everything happens for a reason. God had to have a better plan for her life. Can I be honest? I really didn't think she's the worst person on earth. Princess is one of my best friends, but I couldn't force myself to hate that girl as much as Princess did. I prayed for her recovery and deliverance from what she had to go through. As far as Princess being pregnant, I'm excited, but not sure about where her future lies. I mean we are in college. It is just not the right timing, but what I will do is welcome my niece or nephew into this world.
To sum up my feelings, I hope that this was a learning experience for EVERY ONE OF US. This was a really frustrating time. I'm really just glad it's over...
The ride back to Miles' was just the same as the one to the hospital.. silent. I could tell he was saddened, but I couldn't differentiate the angle it was coming from. Whether it was for Tiara, or for himself. I kind of feel like somewhere from deep within him, he wanted that kid. I decided to use this time to test the kind of person he was when he was upset. So I broke the silence.
"You ok? I mean if you want to talk about it we can. I would hate for you to.."
"Save it."
Bingo.
"Umm, save what?' I asked confused but yet intrigued.
"Just what I said. Don't pretend that you care about my possible seed. You wanted it to die. You ain't care so don't pretend."
I felt the hood coming alive from my insides. Is this nigga serious? I mean by now he should know how sincere I am, right. But I should have expected this. Now I know that in pain he is the type to lash out on another. But Imma break that ass up right fast.
"Miles you got me fucked up. Funny how I'm trying to be a friend and notice when your rude ass is hurt and need somebody, but your ass really got me fucked. If you knew me well enough you would know that I am not one who would wish death on ANYBODY, let alone an innocent child. So you can miss me with that shit.. I just can't believe that you would..."
"I'm sorry."
"What nigga?
"I said I was sorry. I shouldn't have came at you like that. I'm just so mad and.."
When he paused I looked from the rode back to him pissed. Pissed until I saw him drop a tear.
Tf?
I mean I don't mind a man crying but it was really unexpected. I just grabbed his hand until we reached his house. I almost forgot he was holding my hand until he suddenly jerked it from mine and began banging on the wheel repeatedly and yelling obscenities. I wasn't shocked at all. I just wanted to hold him actually
He burst out into tears and I unbuckled myself from the seat and leaned in to hug him. He cried into my shirt for a while then he went on to say the exact same things I said except for the learning experience part which worried me. But we would talk once things swelled down.
We walked in the house and I sat on the couch and he went straight to the shower. While he was in there I went through his fridge to find something to cook for him, I didn't remember him eating anything. Damn this fridge empty aab.. I guess a nice sandwich would suffice. When I finished making it I walked in his room where he was just slipping his shirt over his back. Damn I missed it. He turned around and looked at me then at the plate in my hand and smiled a little, then mumbled a thank you. I watched him for a while while he ate then got up and grabbed my overnight bag and my keys.
"Well imma go now so.."
"Yeah, thank you for the sandwich and for you know.."
"Please, don't do that. I'm your friend, I'd like to believe that that's an obligation, you know to be there for a friend in need."
"Yeah, I guess. I'm sorry again for what I said. I was really emotional, but you saw that already."
"Once again, don't mention it."
I stood there staring at him and he stared right back at me. The air began to get stiff so I started walking out the door.
When I got home I took a long shower, read a little, then I went to sleep. Later on at about 3am I got a call from no other than Miles. He told me to come open the door. When I did that and he walked in he just went straight to the couch and sat. I shut the door and sat next to him.
"I got lonely" was all he said as we sat in the dark. Silent, which didn't fluster me at all because you don't have to talk to anyone to not feel alone anymore. No, we didn't have a deep, mind blowing conversation. We just sat quietly hugging one another. After a while he went to sleep and I got up togeet in my bed. I didn't want him sleeping on my couch wearing my good shit out so, I told him to get up and come get in the bed. We were in the bed with a gap in between us in silence, which was starting to get a tad bit annoying despite my previous feelings.
He got real bold and grabbed me, dragging me into him. I didn't say anything because I liked it a lot. I turned around to face him and felt him staring at me in the dark. So I broke the silence.
"What you thinking about?"
"Life man.."
"Specify?"
"I mean.. I know I said this earlier but I feel like that child was not meant to be mine. I feel like God had other plans for my first child to be with someone else."
"I agree."
"I just wonder who.."
"Yeah. Whoever she is should be a great one. You deserve that." I said as I rubbed his cheek.
"Yeah. You know you're a really great person right. I never had a friend like you. It's like you really be understanding what I'm feeling and you care when nobody else do. Some dude is gone be happy to have you emotionally, and physically. Ya body nice too."
I laughed at his statement and it got silent again as I realized how much I actually wanted "some dude" to be him. I put on my big girl drawers and did something I thought was completely not in my character.
I kissed that nigga.
With all my might, and before I knew it I was under and we were going at it. I was never the type to let sexual desires take over my mind. I know when to stop. So I gently pushed him off of me and turned over smiling like a little kid, dozing off to sleep.
Damn..
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