Euphoria

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⚠️ WARNING: This Chapter obtains offensive language and scenes of domestic abuse proceed with caution .  ⚠️

It was the middle of the night around 9pm on a Friday night, Adonis sat parked in his matte black Range Rover in front of Bria's apartment complex staring at her phone number for what felt like hours when in reality it had only been five minutes. He breathes out slowly gathering up enough courage to finally dial her number and anxiously waits for her to pick up.

"Hello?" Bria asks confused.

"Bria?"

"Adonis?" They both said each other's name in the same confusing tone.

"Uh, Yeah its me. Look, I just wanted to apologize for the way I've been acting towards you...you deserve better and you deserve to know the truth as to why I act the way that I do. I didn't lie when I said that I wanted to be with you, I really do."

"But the other day you just—"

"I know what I said the other day and I'm sorry. If you would give me a chance can we please talk about this in person? Before you decline I'm already at your place just waiting for you to say yes."

Bria looked confused, wondering if he was really joking and walks over to the window to look into the parking lot and sees Adonis peek his head out the window with his phone to his ear.

"You're crazy nigga." Bria chuckles to herself.

"So, is that a yes?" He looks up at her pleading for her response.

She huffs tapping her fingernails against the window and nods, "Okay, I'll be down in a few."

"Great get dressed we're getting something to eat."

"Okay loverboy." She said in her best Meg from Hercules impression. "I'll be down in 10."

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By the time Bria and Adonis had arrived at one of Adonis' favorite soul food spots in the city, Bria was elated to find out that the food was not only banging but it was black owned too. The chefs in the kitchen towards the front of the restaurant, welcomed Adonis with open arms. Even joking around him about his latest fight and TKO with Fisher. Adonis dapped up the owner, a hefty black man that went by the name of 'Big Al' from Georgia.

"You already know my usual bro." Adonis spoke with a wide smile on his face. "Don't go easy on me, it's my cheat day!"

"You know I got you boy, and for this lovely lady with you?" Big Al looked towards Bria's direction as Adonis snaked his arm around her shoulder.

"I'll take the half slab of ribs, potatoes and collard greens."

"Great choice," Adonis says looking at her. He then reaches in his varsity jacket pocket to grab his wallet and begins to finger through his cash before pulling out a fifty dollar bill to pay for their meals.

"Keep the change," Adonis says looking at Big Al.

"And that is exactly why you're my favorite customer." Big Al beams happily, dapping him up after taking his order.

Other guests in the restaurant took a notice to the local celebrity that was within their midst and started gawking over the famed boxer. After taking a few photos with kids and a few women who took a liking to Adonis, he finally backs off politely declining photos to find a booth towards the back of the restaurant after being handed their drinks in plastic to go cups.

The two sat at arms length across from each other trying to get reacquainted from what just happened with Adonis and his fans. Bria was fascinated with how humble he was around her and folded her arms together leaning against the table. Adonis reaches across the table, moving a strand of her hair out of the way so that he had a complete view of his face. She politely smiles, thanking him and reached her hand up to her voluminous high puff, fluffing it out with her fingers. Adonis observed her every slight movements in awe of her ethereal beauty. He slightly smirks folding his arms across the table and before he could speak, he watches Big Al walked out of the kitchen with their tray of foods, for Bria, a half slab of BBQ Ribs, with mashed potatoes and collard greens. For Adonis, Southern Cajun Fried Chicken with Mac N' Cheese and Fried Okra. Adonis thanks Big Al, and licks his lips hungrily at the platter that was in front of him.