Something I Forgot

Sorry for the trouble that I put you & your heart through

Anthony View

I kept trying to get through to Anastasia but it was becoming more and more clear that she wasn't trying to hear me. Damn, did I fuck that one up! My heart was hurting but my pride wasn't allowing me to admit it. Fuck it! If she didnt wanna be with me there was other bitches who did. Anastasia could be replaced--- Well, Kind of.

I picked up my phone and dialed her number. To my suprise she picked up on the second ring.

"Wassup."

Her voice caught my breath and almost made me forget why I was calling.

"Ant?"

"Yea, I'm here."

"Well, what can I do for you?"

"I was just calling to let you know--"

"Look I'm tired of those lines. Find something new."

"Well, if your ass would just listen you would hear the new shit."

"So speak." she spat

"I was just letting you know, Do You. Live life. Find love and happiness. I'm done with this shit."

There was an akward silence on the phone. My heart began to pound faster. My hands began to sweat. Did I make the right move?

"Well," she finally spoke. "Do you. That's nothing new. And while you're at it, Delete me. Numbers. Memories. Everything. I never existed and we were never in love. Its that simple. Goodbye Anthony. Have a nice life."

And with that she disconected the call. Her voice was void of emotion and I couldn't tell how she was feeling.... Only time would tell that one.

Anastasia View

I hung up the phone and sat in disbelief. Yeah, he really played me. It was nothing tho. Those words were just reassurance that I had made the right decision and that he would never change. Ant was Ant and that's all he ever could and would be. It was time for me to pick up my life and move on. His words gave me the perfect incentive to push forward. Before he had a chance. Now he lost. There was no chance of me going back. Not now. Not ever.

I climbed out of bed and pulled out some clothes. I pushed my hair up in a messy bun. Grabbing some Vicky Secrets off my dresser I proceeded to the bathroom.

As I stood in the water I let the tears flow. All the words that were said. All the things that would never be heard. The hurt emotions. The bruised heart. Love Lost.

The tears streamed down my face. As much as I accepted it, I didn't wanna believe it. That was some serious shit. I let the water from the shower wash my tears away. I released my hair and lathered it up. I lathered in Love Spell and reminisced on everything we'd been through. I scrubbed and thought. And when I could take no more, I stepped into the water. I let the water wash everything away. The memories, The happiness, The pain. I emerged from the shower a new woman. From here on out, it was all about me. I was out for mine.

Here I was at four in the morning, sitting in the studio just thinking. Maybe it was my time. Everything happens for a reason. And here I sat. I pulled my phone out my bag and called Cam.

"Yo."

"Rude ass. That's how you answer your phone?"

"Whatchu want woman?"

"Come meet me in the studio."

"What? For what?"

"No questions. Studio now." Click.