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Sitting up in bed, I rubbed my aching temples soothingly. It was starting to occur to me that last night was a movie, the throbbing in my head and limbs said that. I didn't know how I got home and more importantly, who brought me home.
"I see you're up." Naomi muttered, grilling me already. She was donned in one of my T-Shirts, her hair tucked neatly in a decorative silk bonnet.
"Was'a matter? Why you lookin' at me like that?" I asked. I coulnd't remember anything that transpired the night before so, I couldn't understand why I was getting the cold-look.
Furthermore, weren't we on a break?
"Easton... why were you around Bambi last night? I done told you over and over again that I don't trust that girl.she gritted, stopping my words short, "that's the problem with you, E, you don't listen. Hasn't that HOE caused enough problems?"
"Baby, I'on remember shit. From the way I feel, I got fucked up last night. What did I do?" I inquired in a husky calm tone, not wanting to argue with her.
"Enough to make me want to leave... for good. I only came here last night to make sure you got home safe. I wanted it to be–"
"Wait, wait," I chuckled in disbelief, "you leavin' me?"
She just stood near the threshold of the bathroom, both of her arms folded together. Her lips stayed pursed shut; that look said it all.
Naomi was leaving me.
"You ain't even tell me what I did wrong!" I snapped, anger soaring through my veins. I threw the covers to the right, a look of dismissal covering her face when I got out the bed.
"Don't come over here, Easton. I'm serious, I'm gone. There's too many issues in being with you. I'm kinda insecure, I'm naïve sometimes. I can't trust you! All these women–"
"I never cheated, Naomi. I'm starting to think it ain't me, it's you. Were you cheating on me?" I questioned. She grinned, shaking her head as if it was humorous to her. I only allowed that question to leave my mouth because of what Kareem was always in my ear talking about.
"Did I cheat? You're turning the tables on me now, huh? As if I'm the one who's wrong. Bambi was kissing all up on you, with your hands all over her body. Ya'll was all coupled up, as it appeared. A break doesn't entail all that. So, I'm done. I was at my breaking point and you just pushed me way over the edge." she explained, her poker face faltering. I stalked closer to her, towering over her small frame attempting to wrap my arms around her waist. Her tears sprang out when I touched her, getting me to crack just like that. I hated seeing Naomi cry 'cause I rarely saw it. Naomi would fight you before she'd let a tear fall, for real.
"Gimme a chance." I mumbled, kissing her shoulder blade.
"No, you had too many. These women, these rumors. That ain't something that I want to deal with anymore. I... I really can't trust you. That's where the problem is." she sighed. It dawned on me at that point that she was the issue, not me. Yea, I gave her reasons to suspect, but she didn't trust me.
