Just Have Faith

3.

That's a wrap.

After a very long three hour shoot, we reviewed the photos deciding we got the ones we needed. As everyone clapped we finally were able to go home. Exhausted wasn't even the word. Now I had to go home and get ready for this date with Damien.

I contemplated canceling, but fuck it. Tomorrow I could sleep in and get up in the afternoon to go to my gmoms house.

"Whew, I am ready to mufuckin go chile." Londyn spoke.

"Girl, I couldn't thank you enough for stepping in and doing my makeup for the shoot. You bodied as usual" I complimented as we got our stuff together.

"You ready for this date?" She asked.

"No, but fuck it right? Imma give him a chance." Nodding her head we made our way to my car.

After dropping her off and making sure she was in her apartment building safely I pulled off towards mine. Swiping my building access key, I got into the elevator riding to the 5th floor. I shot Damien a quick text letting him know I just got home and would try to be ready by 9:30. He texted me back letting me know to dress cute but comfortable.

Finally making it in, I made a beeline for the shower, desperate to get out of the clothes I've been in all day. After a quick 30-minute shower, I brushed my teeth to make sure whatever food gunk was there from today, was gone.

Glancing at the cute little hello kitty alarm-clock, I've had since I was 13, I realized if Damien stuck to the time he would be here in 45-minutes. Walking into my closet I decided on my outfit, black leather pants, burgundy/red PLT top and black YSL pumps. Redoing a light face of makeup, I finally finished my look.

Just as I was about to text Damien I was ready he told me he was outside. I guess he's punctual.

Grabbing my phone and my favorite black Givenchy purse, I locked up walking outside. Unsure of which car out front was his I began to text him, when he came out of his car. Smiling, he opened the car door dramatically bowing. "My lady."

Who knew hood niggas could be so romantically corny. Laughing I curtsied, getting in his all black wraith.

Pulling off, No Guidance by Chris Brown ft Drake began playing.

"I don't wanna play no games play no games fuck around give you my last name. Know you tired of the same damn thing" Damien sang to me in a ridiculous voice playing with his beard. This man was turning the charm all the way up tonight.

Laughing I shook my head as he continued singing. As the slow part of the song came on, I joined in.

"Freaky, I can learn alot from you gotta come teach me. Sweet like pearland, sweet like peachtree. I can tell you crazy, but shit kind of intrigue me." I sang.

"No, yeah, I like that" He sang the ad libs. The song ended and we were at a red light. Feeling Damiens eyes on me I looked over at him. He smiled, "You look beautiful."

Blushing, I said a soft thank you. He's doing everything right so far. But, so did my ex at the beginning of that toxic ass relationship. I promised myself not to allow myself to get in another toxic relationship. When I was fresh out of my relationship, I wouldn't even look at another man. I walked in fear of men and relationships for two years. I had to seek counseling, and I still have nightmares that he'll come back for me.

Getting lost in my thoughts, I didn't realize we stopped. Turning, I realized Damien was already looking at me. He reached over and I flinched a bit. He wiped a tear I didn't know fell and we sat in silence for a little. It seemed I've just been crying for the past week. Maybe my period is coming.