Playing With Fire (Lesbian)(Not Edited)

Chapter 9

"Casime what do I do? I haven't heard from her in three days." I walk the floor with my phone in my hand contemplating if I should text Amari again. 

"Girl just call her. It's only two things that could happen. Either she is going to answer or not. Stop over complicating this, damn!" I groan at his reply, I don't know why I even bother to ask him anything.  Ever since his failed proposal to Jordan, Casime has been the Scrooge of all things romantic. Everything that remotely reminded him of love or Jordan, Casime would have nothing to do with it. He would spend hours in his room and when he did eat, it was nothing but junk. I know he was hurting but I want him to get it together. It was hard to be there for him when every second he would push me away.

I sigh, "what do I say, Casime?"

"How about 'hey why the fuck are you avoiding me? Don't you know I care for you and I just want to marry your dumb ass!!!" He slammed his hand on the counter startling me.

Putting aside my issues for the moment, I grabbed his hand. "Honey, how are you holding up?" I know it was a stupid question but I want him to let go of this anger. 

"I'm fine." He grumbles.

"Liar." I counter.

"So what? Everybody lies, why can't I do it." He shrugged nonchalantly.

"But that is not you. Look I know he hurt you but you need to deal with this." I plead with him.

"Deal with what Naomi? I am fine. I don't need you to coach me through this so back off." He snatches away from me and retreats to his room. My Casime... I am here for you. 

Sighing in defeat, I thumb through my text threads and hover my finger over Amari's conversation.  What should I say? Ten minutes of drawing up messages and erasing them, I have gotten absolutely nowhere. 

"Naomi, you have company."

"Huh?" I didn't hear the door. "Who is it?"

"Amari." He smirks and retreats back out of sight to give us privacy.

I tip toe around the corner to see her sitting on the couch, just waiting patiently. I frantically comb my fingers through my hair, silently hoping that it looks decent. I frown deeply when I see my sky blue sweat pants and plain white tank top. I look a fucking mess. Why did she have to pop up before I got dressed. For fuck's sake, I am wearing panda slippers.

"Cute shoes." I nearly jumped out of my skin when see her standing in the kitchen with me.

"Oh god- th- thank you." I am so embarrassed.

"Well aren't you comfy and cute."

"Thank you." I can feel my skin heating up from blushing. Although, comfy isn't exactly what I shoot for with my day to day look, I will take it as compliment just this once. I clear my throat nervously, "so what's up?"

"Well I was sitting around at home, trying to find something to say to you but I decided to pass all the small talk and just show up." She said honestly. 

I giggle and avoid eye contact, "yeah I was doing the same thing to be honest. I couldn't think of anything."

A delightful and joyous sound erupted from between her plumped lips, she was laughing. It was sweet and a little deeper than mine. "Exactly, so I just came over to hang out with you. Are you busy today?"

"No, I was just trying to cheer up my friend."

"The guy who opened the door right?"

I sigh heavily, "yeah he is just having a hard time right now."

"Hmm, well let's do it." 

"Huh? You don't even know him like that or me for that matter."

"So? I am here and I am willing to help. So get him out here." She made her way back to the living-room and kicked her shoes off to get comfortable.  

"I don't think he would like that. Casime can be-"

"I can be what?" I jumped, why in the hell does he keep sneaking up on me like that.

"Just the man I want to see. Casime, do you mind joining us in the living-room?" Amari asked confidently.

"Why would I do that? I don't want to see you too all cuddled up."

She brushed off his sharp response, "I promise we won't be doing any of that." Wait, what if I wanted that? Like damn, do I have a say in the matter?

"Alright, fine then." He shuffles to the couch and plop down with that same scowl wielded to his face. "So what do you want?" He pointed the question towards Amari.

"I just want to know why you are acting like the world is falling apart."

He squints his eyes at her, " that is none of your business."

"True it's not but I want to help you."

"Casime can be a little stubborn. We can just give him time." I interjected.

"So what do you want me to say? That I'm pissed off that my boyfriend for a year left me with no notice." He grumbles.

"Well, your not the only person that has happened to." Amari said blankly. His mouth hung agape. "Yes, it hurts now but you need to say fuck it. It's his loss right?"

"But how could he just leave me like that. He didn't even give me a warning, Amari. Maybe I would have took things better if he would have told me upfront." He drops his head in defeat.

"No you wouldn't have. You still would have been hurt. The thing is that you didn't want him to go. I bet he is living his best life and you are sitting here sulking." He started to play with his fingers, soaking in the pile of information that he desperately needed to hear. "Now take some time to mourn the relationship but forget his ass!" She sat back in the chair with a huff then the room went silent.

After what felt like forever Casime raised his head. He looked me in the eyes and smiled.

"Do ya'll want to go out?"

"Out? Like to a club?" I asked, shocked that he would say this so confidently after the way he has been acting lately.

"Yerp, Amari is right. I need to go out and just enjoy myself. I really need a night where Jordan isn't on my mind Naomi."

"I guess you have a point but I have company babes so you're on your own tonight unless she wants to tag along."

"I'm fine with that if you want to go Naomi."

"Thank ya'll so much. Now go get ready!" With that, he bolted to his room like a mad man.

"So what are we going to wear?" Amari asked.

"I believe that I have something that will look amazing on you. Follow me."

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