Erik took me down to the beach the next day, it made for the perfect day. The sun on my skin, the cute bathing suit on my body and the love radiating off the man beside me and maybe even myself.
Was I really allowing this?
Was I really allowing myself to have feelings for this man. I know I wasn't I couldn't be. That would just hurt me just as much as I could be possibly hurting him. That would make me stupid right?
I can't believe I'm fighting with myself on this! I'm not even having any fun anymore I'm..I'm a monster!
"Erik! I..I need a minute". I ran up the beach and just away from him. I needed some space, away from him that I was starting to feel. The love I had for him actually starting to grow inside my body. Each moment I spend with him I can feel it inside of me to want to actually love him, but I know what I'm doing is bad, and how will I love someone when I know I'm hurting them.
I'm not like that, I can't show someone love when I'm actually hurting them and know in the end that the person is going to get hurt.
I..I'm feeling like...I'm Erik. I'm becoming Erik. I'm becoming the very thing that hurt the hearts of many girls in the city. A female player and I just couldn't do this anymore. Not to Erik not to anyone.
So I called up those girls, they aren't my friends they are just as bad as they were making me. But I allowed them to make me what I am.
But this wasn't me, I wasn't this type of girl. I loved to love, but I didn't like to play. So when I heard all of there voices come through the phone I had to make sure they knew this couldn't go on any longer.
"I can't do this fuck shit anymore". I said and I never cursed like that in my life.
"Dion are you really on this again, I told you why-" I cut Riley's angry bitter ass up. I wasn't listening to her any longer.
"No Riley! You didn't. I'm done. And you can come and confront this nigga if you want. Because this ain't going on no fucking longer. I'm starting to form actual fucking feelings for that fucking dude! And you want me to fucking play him! End this shit! We in Hawaii tomorrow at sundown we going to the little fire festival, meet us or this deal is over!". I hung up the phone, getting tired of this mess between me and Erik and those girls that I let happen.
Well not anymore, I won't let that happen again. I won't let it continue to happen. But I will spend this last good day with him, and maybe just treat him with respect, and spoil him with the most I can. Hopefully it will make up for what I have done.
Maybe not, and I highly understand if it doesn't but. I do want him to understand why I did this, hopefully he'd understand my thought process and why I did what I did.
Then again, nothing will make up for what I did. If he did this to me I know I'd be hurt, but I guess the way I was thinking just made me want to believe that what I was doing was the right thing.
The things the girls said, and how hurt they were. Made me believe that hurting the person that caused the pain, would make everything all better. But is just causing more people to hurt.
I didn't want that, but I did that. So I was going to have to live with that on my conscience. I'd get over it though, I know I will.
I have to always remember this, but hopefully I can move on from this. I must have been taking to long as Erik found me.
His hands wrapped around my waist, and I didn't realized I had a tear until he wiped it away. "You okay". He spoke.
I turned around and faced him, "Erik. I want you to know. These past few months have been amazing and I have developed....". I paused
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Short StorySimple. Play the Game, don't get attached and dump him when it's all over. Seems simple right? Not at all. The game is hard, it's hard to beat the master of playing games, but can it be done? Absolutely. E.Killmonger Short Story!!!!!
