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x: here we go again

Warning ⚠️: This chapter contains sexual situations and if you are sensitive to content as such I strongly suggest for you to skip it—AA

LONG CHAPTER AHEAD!

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10: Here We Go Again

I saw a comment underneath my Instagram picture as of late and it said 'You would be so much prettier if you weren't so cocky' to which I didn't bother responding because I didn't need to explain why I am so cocky. For so long women were expected to go along with being humble and maintaining a specific role in society, and I am here to break that bitch wide open. Yes, I walk around like I'm that bitch because I am... have you seen my cheeks.

I have been through so much in just a short span of my life, well in the real world twenty-six I am considered to still be young working my way to settling down, but in the fashion world I am twenty-nine years old working my way to being an icon. It's what Donatella told me at Versace's runway show during fashion week, and I got the compliment that if I keep doing what I'm doing I'm going to be bigger than her.

To which I replied, I could never replace Donatella, which is true she is nothing short of an icon. But like I was saying I have been through a lot, and the natural human being would have just thrown in the towel, but I didn't I just pulled up my big girl panties and took the punches that were thrown at me and that is why I am treated like I am that bitch and that's why I walk around like I am that bitch.

Shutting the laptop I stood up and grabbed my purse, walking over to Clarence that was sitting on the edge of my bed watching a basketball game, I stepped in between his legs he provided me his full attention, he had been doing that a lot lately, giving me all of his attention. He made a complete one-eighty and  was the man that I had fell in love with all those two years ago, "I have to go, but I should be back in like an hour or so."

Nodding he kissed my neck, "Ok, I'm not going to be here because I have practice, but I'll see you tonight, and we can talk about what I have been wanting to tell you about."

"What is it?" I asked cocking my head to the side, I didn't like surprises.

Reaching back to look at me he said, "About you being my fiancé again."

Both of my eyebrows raised, and I really had to see if he was joking or not, and he was being dead serious. We had only been together for at least four or five weeks, I didn't want to think about us getting married when I spent two years trying to pick up the pieces of realizing that I wasn't going to be Mrs. Clarence Jackson, "Fiancé?"

Nodding his head he grinned a boyish one, that made him look even younger than me, "Yeah, you said yes last time, didn't you?"

Well I said yes last time because we had been together for at least a year and a half before he proposed to me, I said yes because we had been in a good place and I didn't think that, that was going to change, "Well yeah but—"

"But what Antoinette." He said finally catching the gist of my reservations.

Sighing I sat my purse down, and placed both hands on his shoulder blades, "We have only been together for a good month and you're trying to jump into what we had before everything else."

"Why can't we, it's just been us lately and we been on the right track." He pulled me closer to him.

How was I going to break this nicely to him, well there is no way in breaking this nicely to him, "When I said yes, the first time I said yes because we were in a good place and I didn't think that we were going to ever be in a bad place that we couldn't get out of, but we were and now I just want to take it slow."